Beyond the garden gate lies a world of secret beauty and passionate obsession.
Japanese anemones in wither white or pink shades grace most of the borders, because I’m weak-willed they have a long season of bloom, usually July to November, offer lovely grace notes. Their only fault is too much enthusiasm, spreading a tad too exuberantly. The alba version is more restrained, but it’s hard to resist the pretty pink.
Erica carnea, Porter’s Red, a favorite heather begins blooming in January, but these baby heathers already looks good nestled in front of the dwarf blue fescue and tolerating the naturalized columbine.
Just for fun, here’s last year’s view of the same corner, sans heathers (added this past spring) but with a wider angle and better lighting for the pretty blue fescue.










