At this time of year, the perennial beds are beginning to fade; most of the stars have done their job. I don’t see how people can survive without annuals, at least around here. But it does depend on which ones you choose. This time, I used annuals that are perennials in nearby zones, or have perennial forms, so it’s not just the usual petunias, begonias, impatiens, etc. Instead, I have agastache (pink/orange, might be the Acapulco) and salvia (‘Victoria Blue’). They bring the brightness of June and July to the September garden, and will continue to do so through frost.
Traditional annuals I love include white and violet lobularia and blue angelonia. Pollinators love the honey-scented lobularia, which quickly spread over our new stonework, and the angelonia looks just as fresh in October as it does in May.
And then there the annuals I often get from the guy who said “Friends don’t let friends buy annuals.” I guess Tony Avent (Plant Delights) doesn’t classify all the colocasia he sells as annual, though unless you make the attempt to save it in a basement or keep it growing inside, that’s what it is. This year, I have a brilliantly variegated type (above) that looks like what Avent calls White Nancy, though I actually bought it at a nursery and lost the tag. Will I save it? Maybe. I do know I can probably get it again in the spring.
Sometimes I fantasize about a mostly annual garden. In many ways, perversely enough, it’s just easier.
on September 6, 2016 at 8:02 am, in the category It’s the Plants, Darling.