Most of the leaves have been stripped from the trees and shrubs so the world is a painting of russets,
taupes, russets and browns, lately overlaid by a burdened gray sky. Of course there is still green,
too: loblolly pines and wax myrtles feature largely here, but even they take on olive tones in winter.
Just a few bright spots of color remain. It was such a relief to see the sun again for the last two days!
The Encore azaleas may be nearly done for the year, but it is the middle of
December after all. The leaves take on a deep plummy color in cold weather.
The rugosas turned a lovely yellow in late November.
They have hips in a festive shade of red
that look especially wonderful with a sprinkled sugar coating of frost.
Many of the leaves were browned by a recent freeze, but Basye's Purple, a
Rosa foliolosa/ rugosa hybrid,
is still sporting green and burgundy red leaves, a color palette appropriate to the season. There's even a
few flower buds but they will likely be zapped before they can open.
The vibrant wine-red foliage of
Rosa arkansana has been a pleasant surprise; before I grew the
prairie roses (
R. arkansana and
setigera), I did not know that they had colorful fall leaves.
The oak-leaved hydrangea, always very very late to turn, is
an even darker shade of burgundy, with a few bright red leaves.
A couple of the highbush blueberries are hanging determinedly onto their leaves.
The goldenrod seedheads are still beautiful on those rare days lately when the sun has made an appearance.
I put in a few pansies this year, in a sunny spot. They always bounce
back from frosts. I have read that they are hardy to zero degrees.
This is an American holly that has always impressed with its heavy fruit set. It didn't bear much this year -- many years it has twice as many berries as this -- but as you can see it still has a lot of fruit. It used to be a beautiful single truck tree that looked just like anyone's ideal of a holly tree. It went down in Hurricane Floyd when part of the ditch bank it's on gave way in the heavy rain, and has since sprouted numerous leaders.
A resident mockingbird has claimed the tree as his or her own, but will forced to share it in February or March when the robins and cedar waxwings descend on it.
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