Not only does the late summer garden resemble a jungle, the humidity today is so thick that it's almost like walking through water. It'd be lovely if it created a bouyant sensation but it creates more of a bogging down sensation.
A view from the upstairs bedroom, showing one of our pastures in the left corner
and our neighbor's pasture to the right. The Bidens have really sized up and will start strutting their stuff in another couple of weeks.
I am really glad that I have Kiss Me Over The Garden Gate this year, and I love how it looks with Texas Sunflowers.
Still haven't tasted the Marabar Spinach, but it's worth growing for its looks alone.
The corn is finished but the pole beans have started blooming again and will soon be producing a second crop.
I love the frosty mauve pink of the wild type Joe Pye Weed. There's a darker version too but it didn't come back in that place this year. A mildew or fungus has been attacking some of the plants, mostly the Summer Phlox and JPW; I can see where it has encircled the stem at the soil line when I pull up dead stalks. I think the extreme heat and general dryness has been making the plants more vulnerable than usual. The Bidens in front of the big perennial bed are a good 4-5' tall. As much as I love these plants one day I hope to have most of them outside of the garden beds, where I can just mow them with the tractor in March. Cleaning up the old stalks by hand is a bear.
The garden is full of insect and bird life; there's currently a Cardinal pair fluttering about the big perennial bed in a state of worry over newly fledged youngsters, and there's always sparrows, warblers, Tanagers and Blue Grosbeaks about. A constant twittering of Hummingbirds as they dive bomb each other and squabble over the flowers. Butterflies, bees, and Hummingbird Moths by day and Sphinx Moths by night. The Sphinx Moths make up for their annoying youth as Tobacco Hornworms by transforming into entrancing fairy-like creatures with big doey eyes and a flight pattern that looks like they are attached to a magical yo-yo.
The Indigofera has formed a small picturesque tree this year. I love those lacy pink flowers.
If I want Iris flowers along this path I need to be ruthless about taking down the old Bidens stalks before February. It's not laziness that keeps me from doing this but the fact that the overwintering birds *love* them for cover. The more Bidens growing elsewhere the better for everybody. That way the bees and wasps can have their flowers, the birds can have their cover and I can have more iris flowers.
And I need a place to put the iris that just got shipped here. ;) Iris really seem to like it on that bank next to the neighbor's pasture, and our new beds full of compost would likely be a disaster for them.