These babies spent a couple nights in the garage to avoid the (supposed) last two freezes of the season. Aren’t they lovely?
The marigolds will border the vegetable garden to keep pests away. As we dug little holes for them today, Elora-Belle kept calling them “miracles,” and well, they kind of are.
The dusty miller is slated to border the herb garden. It’s gray-green velvety leaves remind me of snowflakes. (Although that could very well be because I’m in Florida and my recollection of snowflakes is gathering cobwebs in the far recesses of my memory. We did have a very sudden hail storm (??!!) the other day. Elora slept through it; Danny Boy stood glued to the window with pudgy still-baby fingers resting on the sill and finally pronounced, “I eat it.” Which he did.)
The vibrant begonias are for a flower bed in front of this wonderful, curly philodendron for a shout of color in a shady corner of the yard.
Tender herbs will fill in the herb garden that sits right outside the back door.
I can’t wait.