It seems that every year, we discover a plant that performs exceedingly well, no matter what the conditions may be, and this year, my #1 Proven Winner would definitely be this peach verbena, above. Though we’ve had two weekends of tropical storm force winds and pelting rain, this wonderful little plant continues to bloom and set out new buds. It required nothing more all summer than an occasional deadheading and douse of fertilizer. I love the way the blooms open in a bright, lobster orange and gradually fade to a softer peach. I’d use this lovely again, for certain.
Another plant I’d definitely use again that was new to me in containers was this celosia. Again, steady blooms that asked for little attention — and I do love those jewel-bright colours! The celosia worked well in this tin container, but I believe would be stunning as a border plant in a larger bed.
Finally, the last of my summer favourites for this year are the outstanding Calibrachoa — another plant I’d never used in containers before. They are star performers and are still happily blooming, in spite of what Mother Nature has thrown at them. Pretty in pink…
Are there plants I used that I didn’t like? You betcha! And some have already gone the way of the compost, as much as I loathe to destroy anything that’s growing well.
I adore impatiens, and on a balcony that is in half shade all day, they are well suited to my containers. But this year, for whatever reason, I chose an extreme white and a pale, blush pink. While they grew well — perhaps too well — I came to despise their gangly, washed-out blooms and so………off to the compost they went a couple of weeks ago! (Off with their heads!) Another plant I wouldn’t use in containers again, though I very much like their foliage in a garden bed, is coleus. The colour I planted was a traditional “Granny” pink and green and while very pretty, they just didn’t grow on me…no pun intended.
What were some of your “proven winners” this year?
While the playful chorus of birdsong seems to have been replaced by the rhythmic chirp of crickets, one can surely FEEL the difference in the days now. Though I love the autumn, it’s such a melancholy time of year for me. School starts this week here in Nova Scotia, and the laughter of kids at play will, like the sleepy drone of lawn mowers, eventually fade into the distance. Earth will begin to yawn in preparation for her long sleep. But there is much work to be done before her rest, and I do look forward to those flame-coloured days ahead.