Forgotten gardens

 
shedding hope as seeds, time will tell

This was not a garden this year. Maybe the one before and these plants are leftovers of some forgotten plan. Oddly they went as far as a whole year on their own. Volunteers out of unconcern. Garden of will.

Falling apart and about, seeding or sending the last flags of colors, plants are shedding themselves of summer. Neglect is the season’s fashion, tired wishes, running light.

later flowers

Oregano is it? I was in a rush and now lasy, I’m not sure. It blooms long and thorough even in unpromising setting. But the plant that “delights in the mountain”, or is it the “mountain’s delight” or the “mountainer’s delight” (latinised greek can be quite tricky...) always manages.

The wiry Coreopsis is named for its ressemblance to a... bedbug... I would’nt know! Or I would, if my bed was bugged by such creature...chocolate, saffron and gold. Must be the seeds that are implied.

With that children’s name the plant is well loved. Everybody loves dragons, even if they snap! Antirrhinum “like a nose” or “against the nose” as children get down to it, stick their nose in the flower... and feel the slight bite of the snow white snapdragon.

Even lightly, flowers bite...