Some of my favorites, though, are quiet beauties that most passersby might not even notice.
|Waiting for Me to Come Along|
|Angelle Was Here|
This insignificant perennial lies on the ground waiting for me to come along. When I do, I always touch the leaves. They obediently fold up. How fun is that?
Spanish moss is very common; but could never be mundane. It has a gossamer beauty all its own. I usually see it in live oaks or cypress trees, but here it is growing right on my crape myrtles.
Soon I hope to start my gardening in earnest. Really, where I live it's hard not to have a garden. If something gets stuck in the ground, it pretty much grows like crazy.
One of my neighbors with a sense of humor got a garden upgrade when she recently redid the bathroom.
Now that's something you don't see every day.