Yesterday afternoon, I grabbed my camera, and in between slapping off those nasty biting flies, I took pics of the flowers blooming in my flower beds right now.
The Indian Blanket Flower just starting to bloom.
I planted it from seed a few years ago, and it has come back every year. The honeybees love it.
A native plant, it will bloom all summer right up to frost. The Kiowa Indians believed that the flowers would bring good luck.
The Yellow Toadflax is also blooming now.
Also called Butter and Eggs, it is native to Europe and Asia, was introduced to North America in the 1800s, and has now become naturalized. Mine tagged along with some daylily plants my mom gave me years ago, and it has spread around my flower beds. It will bloom through August.
The Mallow is looking lovely.
It was a gift from my Mom a couple years ago. The plant is about 3 feet high, and will bloom most of the summer. Belonging to the Hibiscus family, in ancient times it was used as a medicine, and also for decorating graves.
The Yarrow is looking pretty. After all the wind we had this spring, it was beaten up, but it has bounced back. I have two varieties, Rosy Red Yarrow,
and Fern Leaf Yarrow.
Both are very heat and drought tolerant, and can be cut, dried, and used in dried floral arrangements.
My Prairie Coneflower is just bursting with buds and has started blooming.
I have several plants, started from seed last spring, and this year they are about two feet high, and just looking great. A native plant, they will bloom through August. The Native Amercans brewed a tea from the leaves and flowers, and used the leaves and stems to treat poison ivy, rattlesnake bites, headaches, and stomachaches.
Last, but not least, is the Hollyhock. I also started these from seed a couple years ago. They reseed themselves, so I have a few plants pop up in the garden each year.
They are native to Asia, and will bloom through September. Brought to North America in the 1800s, the Native Americans used the leaves and flowers for skin inflammations.
Thanks for coming along on the garden tour, and just be glad you didn’t have to swat off the biting flies. Wicked things. They were terrible yesterday.