Labour Day has come and gone, which must mean that summer is over. But the wildflowers blooming so exuberantly in the fields around Glen Villa, my garden in Quebec’s Eastern Townships, say that isn’t so.
Ok, perhaps that’s wishful thinking. The Joe Pye weed that was so gorgeous a few weeks ago is faded now, and while that has its own style of beautiful, it does mean that autumn is almost here.
Other wildflowers are still going strong. Golden rod, of course.
White asters …
… and purple ones.
Queen Anne’s lace is everywhere, gorgeous in full bloom,
and intriguing before it opens, when it is a curled up promise.
I’m delighted to seeTurtlehead (Chelone glabra) return to our fields. It was growing abundantly a few years ago and then disappeared.
But whether on their own or in mixed groups, a display of wildflowers outshines my best attempts at garden design.
As invasive as they are, I even like Canadian thistles.
Must be my prickly nature!
I’m now scheduling talks for the up-coming year. You can check out the list of topics on my website or get in touch directly to inquire about other topics, dates and details.
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