creating something out of a lot of little nothings
The mind I love must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood ... a pool that nobody's fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind. ~ Katherine Mansfield
Saturday, 17 November 2012
Some flowers just don't know when to stop flowering
One of my favourite plants ... they have been flowering since the Spring ... non-stop.
Grown from seed ... still masses of buds to open ... will they make it?
The rest of the Rudbeckia plants have died back ... only the seed heads are left ... but this one just doesn't know when to give up.
Lots of flowers ... lots of buds ... lots of seed heads.
Lingering on ...
Self seeded ... seems like I will have this plant forever in the garden ...