The color on the (still) tiny Cotinus just keeps getting better and better. I am even more impatient for it to grow! Can you even imagine how gorgeous a big tree/shrub would be if it were glowing like this?
I spent a good 5 minutes staring at this trio of Agaves hoping that some voice from above would speak to me and tell me what I should do.
Last spring I planted them in the ground as an experiment of sorts, they were looking pretty pitiful in their containers and they wanted to be set free. They were gifts from the in-laws in New Mexico, and I planted them knowing they may not live through the winter. But now that winter is approaching I don’t know that I can willingly let them suffer. It would be different if was predicted to be just another winter but all the voices "in the know" are saying bad bad things. What to do. Leave them? Dig them? I’ve got to decide.
But I am leaving that decision for another day.
It was time to tidy up the pond and prepare the plants that need to be pulled for overwintering elsewhere. But as I came around the corner the horsetail stopped me in my tracks. The sun was lighting up the individual stems and they were positively glowing.
The Rodgersia and Syneilesis have a damaged sort of fall beauty to them.
As does Clifford our Magnolia macrophylla. He just sort of clumsily tramples into fall. Never looking particularly glorious.
And I mowed the lawn for what will most likely be the last time this year. It’s a bittersweet feeling. I’m pretty much tired of mowing, even our little patch of lawn mowed weekly (with a reel mower) gets old. Still, knowing that I won’t be pulling the mower out again until spring makes me a little sad.