Maybe I've been reading too much Agatha Christie lately, but the August bloomers remind me of the aristocratic families who don't mind being fashionably late to the Van Dusen party: The proudly erect anise-hyssops, the incorrigible but seductive rudbeckias, the stodgy sedums, the naughty gayfeathers, and the richly jeweled dahlias. What a swell party it is.
"Black Jack" Sedum: Normally I'm not into the weird black and burgundy garden, but I do like this plant.
I fell in love with this mystery flower tucked in behind the meadow.
I like the story that goes with the sunflower forest.
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