YOU KNOW THE WAY A BEST FRIEND wants to know the details of your latest intrigue, based on whatever the friend likes most about objects of intrigue herself. (Forgive me, gentlemen; just swap all the pronouns in this post to suit.) “How are his manners?” she’ll ask, and “His sense of humor? His smile?” Here’s what I’d ask if I were your best friend and you had your eye on someone new, especially in the perennial department: How are his leaves? It’s leaves after all that dictate a plant’s character, hanging on as they do longer than most any flower. When you go plant shopping be sure to ask the all-important question: How are his leaves? (Agastache foeniculum ‘Golden Jubilee’ and Geranium phaeum ‘Samobor’ have nothing to worry about in my way of thinking. Who cares if these hotties ever bloom?)
Categoriesannuals & perennials
April 14, 2010
up and running: 7 charming perennials
THEY’RE OFF! OR SO IT SEEMS. IT’S A HORSE-RACE-TURNED-ROCKET-LAUNCH this time of year, with the spring vetchling (above), Lathyrus vernus, going neck-and-neck with my treasured..
March 15, 2009
a plant i’d order: geranium phaeum ‘samobor’
E ACH TIME I LECTURE, AS I DID THIS WEEKEND, somebody asks afterward about a photo of “that geranium,” meaning Geranium phaeum ‘Samobor,’ whose picture..
Love this parallel. I will now and forever think “how are his leaves?” every time I go to the garden store.
Truly great advice — those leaves are lush and beautiful.
I’m always surprised by the number of people who bypass lasting foliage for the pomp of a fleeting flower. But, I guess there will always be those who prefer quickies.
Yummy! I just love leaves, and spring’s the best time for them.
Plant pick up line: “Great leaves… care to grab some water, settle into some good, rich, soil and catch a few rays together?”
Welcome, Country Gardener. Yes, fresh leaves are the very best, but too few people appreciate them compared to flowers, which seem to get all the attention. Glad you see what I mean.
You (like Andrew) are a naughty boy. I am totally G-rated, never a wicked thought in this sweet, innocent brain of mine. ;-)
Amen, Sister. The leaves have it, or they don’t, and I just love anything chartreuse.~~Dee
Welcome, Dee…all the way from Red Dirt Country. I suspected visiting your blog that we would agree on various things–and this is one of them.