Late in summer last year I dissected some persimmon seeds to see their winter weather prediction. They unanimously insisted winter would be colder than normal. While winter came a bit earlier and thankfully has been a bit wet the temperatures have been more than mild to say the least. My brugmansia, for example, is still green. The non-native plants in my garden are in celebration mode.
First ornamental quince blossom of the year …
A Gerbera daisy that sulked all summer has decided it will bloom now. hahaha Why?
The fringe flower trees (they are supposed to be shrubs but I am bad at pruning things) have been blooming most of the month. They don’t really like the clay soil but since they have somehow survived my neglect I like them a lot. Yes, my heart can be bought that easily.
When we moved here I planted a viburnum hedge to make a secret garden. It started out great but had some trouble adapting when the drought didn’t go away. Somehow, most of the shrubs survived but there were some gaps created by the weaker members. This year it looks like those gaps have finally closed and the whole thing is covered in flower buds. My husband and Chloris don’t like their scent but I think they smell like honey.
Not a flower but I like how glossy the berries are in this next photo. This next plant THAT WILL NO LONGER BE SHOWN (haha) is native. Contrary to the rumours you have heard the berries are sweet and good to eat. You can almost see my reflection. I can just imagine the TV CSI guy saying: Can you zoom in on that image and enhance? I hope not. I was wearing my pyjamas at the time.