The geranium that I overwinter every year had me thinking it wouldn’t bloom this summer, but it fooled me again. It’s a small plant, certainly not lush in its growth, but we have a deal now. I take her inside every November and she lives on the floor in the living room. And then I take her outside in the spring.
I mowed the back forty yesterday. Today it’s raining. It started raining overnight. We need it. I am shocked by how low the rivers are. I think we’re due for more rain and storms tomorrow, as well.
And I don’t have to water the gardens! Maybe a few of the porch plants, but that’s it.
I hope you’re not tiring of coneflower photos, because I love taking photos of them. Each one is different. I never tire of capturing their beauty.
This hydrangea – one of the Endless Summer hydrangeas – is blooming. It’s in the Memorial Garden. I got it several years ago through a blog opportunity and I love it, but it remains petite. I don’t know why. My other hydrangeas – the Annabelle and Limelight – are tall and cover quite an expanse of real estate. This one? Nope. I don’t think I have the original tag and I’m now wondering if it’s supposed to be this small. It sure is pretty.
The liatris is just starting to flower.
These books are new to the cottage. I ordered The Pottery Gardener and Jacob’s Room is Full of Books from Book Depository in England. And I found Tovah Martin’s latest book, The Garden in Every Sense and Season, at our local bookstore the other day when Don was taking pictures right outside the front door.
The Pottery Gardener is Arthur Parkinson. He created a garden at Emma Bridgewater’s factory and it has become quite famous. I follow him on Instagram. I think – as best I can tell from his latest IG posts – that he has just left that position. He’s young and loves chickens and ducks and flowers.
Jacob’s Room is Full of Books is by Susan Hill. It’s about reading and favorite books and I love books about books.
Tovah Martin lives in Connecticut. She’s a longtime writer about gardens and flowers and houseplants and I love anything she writes.
I’m also rereading A Gentleman in Moscow by Amor Towles. I’ve been thinking of it a lot lately. In fact, just the other day it came up in a conversation with Don and I went on and on about its virtues, its beauty, and how much I loved it. So I’m reading it again for the sheer pleasure of it.
The plant in the photo was in Don’s apartment in the city. Now it lives on the coffee table in the den.
Happy Sunday.