It’s a riotous time in the garden. Not really mellow yellow.
I’d like more oranges and reds next year if I can find candidates that work in my wet clay. Perhaps helenium, dahlias in gravel mounds. Lots of things want to grow along the edges of the deep gravel paths, so I’ve been toying with the idea of introducing small gravel “island” plantings. Maybe. Don’t know if I’ll actually do it.
It’s not all yellow. Mauves, purples, the copper of aging filipendula blossoms, and plenty of green.
I’m wanting to make some major intervention next year. Perhaps more than planting changes–a structural change, inserting a large square into the middle of the tumult, formality amidst chaos, paving with a quiet pool at the center.
See the structure of the house chimney? The clean lines and visual weight introduce a sense of quiet and tranquility.
As does the reflecting pool and surrounding gravel paving. Something like that–but different–at the very center of the tumult.