It's a bit depressing out in the garden right now. The dusting of snow that fell yesterday has melted, returning the damp, dull brown that has muted the garden since late October. We've had so few sunny days, it seems miraculous and almost disorienting when rays of light do stream through the windows. The lack of snow and sun has me craving the spring garden and we've yet to reach even the new year. Memories of this year's garden that linger indoors are all that keep me from packing for a tropical vacation.
hundreds of coleus plants growing in my makeshift guestroom greenhouse. Instead of disposing the pinched foliage, I place the larger of the cuttings in small vases of water. Not only do coleus make beautiful bouquets, they will last all winter as they root easily in water.
jar of dried Gomphrena flowers retains the bright purple color that graced the front edge of this year's driveway border and brings out the fuchsia veining in the 'Strawberry Drop' coleus.
Moss and Stone Gardens whose acquaintaince I made in Chicago this year.