Autumn is not without its beauty, to be sure--some would say that the coming month or so is the most radiant in the natural world, for the explosion of foliage colour, the brilliant last blooms of the season. I agree with all that--and love the cooler night temperatures now that the worst of summer heat and humidity is gone. The shorter days, longer nights, and the knowledge of what is coming in a couple of months? Not so much.
There is still an amazing amount of flowering happening in my garden, in no small part because I planned it that way. I love the fall asters, and of all of them, Alma Potschke is my favourite, with her hot-pink flowers. The bees love her, too.
I have a huge fondness for them.
Another favourite perennial that is a late blooming star is the tall shining coneflower, Rudbeckia nitida Herbstsonne. I love the clear yellow flowers and the green central cones. Bees agree with me.
Yesterday, a group of us crazy plant people took off for a day away from work and went to Brier Island, off the coast of Nova Scotia (Digby Neck). Two short ferry rides get you there, and it's a wonderland of scenery and botanical oddities. Most plants are finished flowering, but there were some cool little things, and plenty of seeds...
What about you: what signifies the changing of the seasons in your world?