The big Umbrian pot that I dithered over and convinced myself could work in the front garden has faded to pink in the sun. Icky artificial pink. Already, after just a month in the weak winter sun.
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So I took it out. It was an expensive resin faux terra cotta pot, and I now have a big pink expensive mistake. It is under the guest room window for now. I may try it in Meadow's Edge under the maple, with lots of perennial foliage around it.
We'll see. It needs to go somewhere, and it might work deep in the larger garden, not out in the open against the brick wall.Meanwhile I moved the old orange clay pot into the strip next to the strawberry jars. Mmmph. The little blue juniper in the red glazed pot is back in its spot on the right side. It's not big enough, has no visual weight, looks wimpy. But it's not pink.
Meanwhile pale lavender crocuses are up and blooming in the kinnikinnik. But here's the thing . . . despite my careful record keeping, I don't remember planting them. Seriously. Did I?
I did put in fall crocus (Colchicum) but those were white and obviously bloom in the fall.
Did I pick up a bag of generic crocuses and put them in when I planted the snowdrops?Unbelievably, I can't remember and I didn't document anything.
Nevertheless, they are cute peeking up through the green foliage of the kinnikinnik.

