A favorite plein air painting by John Singer Sargent, Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose. He painted this at the same time every evening over a two year period. The carnations have come and gone, but right now, lilies reign supreme at the city house.
I am impressed that the former owner planted perennials in succession so the blooms just keep coming. I am filling in with annuals then need to mulch. The only lily I can identify is the calla lily. Can't wait to see what the others that haven't opened look like.
Okay, here is a rose. She planted the same kind around the house. I think they might be Drift roses or something like that. I've already deadheaded them once. Not a sign of blackspot. At the farm, I've tried every rose and they all get blackspot, whether I spray or not.
Don't have a clue what this large plant is. At first I thought it ghastly, but it is growing on me. I hate to admit it, but I do not like large blooms, as on poinsettia plants, Bird of Paradise, glads, hibiscus... But,
I do love moon flowers, roses and hydrangeas, so never mind.
I read a funny story once about Truman Capote opening his apartment door to an armload of poinsettia plants. He shut the door and said that he didn't even want to know who would send a plant like that. Since they are for sale around my birthday, I get loads of them. Some even sprayed with glitter. I've finally gotten family to stop buying them for me.
This is what I shall be doing today. Braiding onions and pickling the ones that don't have a stem. Happy day to all.