Arrangement of a few agave poking out of a sea of Mexican feathergrass and fall aster |
The Wildflower is my zen place. I love coming here. I was happy to see the mama owl is back at her nest by the front entrance. A curious baby owl was sticking its head out to check on all the gawkers below. The entrance is so peaceful, with ginormous wind chimes and a little pond with a fountain and native water plants.
I didn't have time to do the full walk around, but the new meadow they opened a year or two ago is always pleasing, especially in spring with all the wildflowers in bloom. I did a quick spin through the shady garden. I wish I had a little stream like this one in my garden at home.
So, I made it out with only 40... okay, 42 plants! Because I can never have enough plants!
This time I'm working on that bed out front that is brand spanking new. I should probably wait to plant until the grass is good and dead under the cardboard-mulch topping, but I am impatient (not a great trait in a gardener). Some photos from my Sunday in the garden:
Adding some mealy blue sage, coneflower, Berlandier's sundrops, black foot daisy, among many others |
I was able to get a few in the ground. |
Time for everyone's favorite game, find the sleeping cat! |
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