The Phlox paniculata wasn’t a named cultivar, just a farm yard strain. The iris was a passalong from my sister-in-law. It had grown into a huge clump, but only bloomed every other year because it didn’t get enough sun. I only moved a couple of pieces of it. The ajuga was a free sample from Stepables, and is actually ‘Chocolate Chip,’ not ‘Toffee Chip’ as labeled in the photo.
Now, the digging and dividing of perennials, the general autumn cleanup and the planting of spring bulbs are all an act of faith. One carries on before the altar of delayed gratification, until the ground freezes and you can’t do any more other than refill the bird feeder and gaze through the window, waiting for the snow. . . . Meanwhile, it helps to think of yourself as a pear tree or a tulip. You will blossom spectacularly in the spring, but only after the required period of chilling.
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