I did not do a lot of work on the garden this year. We painted the fence white and laid some slate tiles in a spiral. The rose bush did not do well, victim of the cats leaping around and breaking its canes in the early spring.
Luckily, the neighbor's morning glories climbed over the fence.
I trained a few vines from our side up the fence to meet the others.
We put a bin on the patio to gather leaves for mulch and weeds grew out of it.
A morning glory climbed up the bars on our window.
Out of the base of the crate sprouted the usual suspects that grow literally everywhere.
I love this little blue flowered weed and I am delighted that it sprang up. I had seen them out front last year and was tempted to transplant them. But I decided that transplanting weeds is like playing with fire. If I find some next year I may change my mind. The flowers remind me of lobelia, without all the fragility.
.This castor plant self seeded and came back from last year.
It was so pretty with its purple stems and veins. Unfortunately, I accidentally cut its delicate stem while trimming the grass and it withered on the vine.
I felt really bad, but then the scarlet runner beans, which had been a little depressed, suddenly got it together and bloomed.
Some things I planted this year are still settling in like the wisteria and the forsythia. The light is shifting and the plants seem to know that the season is winding down.
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