The Front Yard: 6/10/15

I feel like garden blogging is similar to developing software.  By the time I've taken the photos, uploaded them to the computer, edited them, and put them into a post, they're obsolete.

I took these last Wednesday, and after working in the front yard for two days straight, so many things have changed. Not to mention all the photos I envision when I walk out back, down on the sidewalk, or into the driveway.

First world problems people.

I've never had much luck with African Daisies, but that doesn't stop me from throwing a couple in my cart every year.

This yellow one is happy as a clam, in spite of its owner.

He's in a pot with a purple Angelonia, an annual that I love, love, love.

Speaking of yellow, I had Corydalis babies come up in my parking strip last year.

I moved them up in to the yard this spring and they're super happy, as well.

And, I see there are more coming down in the hell strip again.

I have no idea where they came from, but I'll take 'em.

I planted one of my new-this-year Hostas next to them.

My rusty wagon got another new baby, too.

This cute little guy is Heucherella tiarelloids Sunspot.

Say that ten times fast.

I bought it for the leaves, but look how stinkin' cute the flowers turned out to be!

This little guy has been in there for a couple years now and he's just starting to bloom.

Oenothera 'Glowing Magenta.'

I guess the trellis is here to stay this year.

I never could decide if I liked it in this spot, but I planted an annual vine on it, so it's not movin'.

I didn't have any Black Eyed Susan Vine anywhere yet, so I stuck him in.

The window box has filled in a lot.

The pansies that I put in Easter weekend are still goin' strong, and I've added lavender Lobelia, variegated Creepin' Charlie, lime green Sweet Potato Vine, baby pink Bacopa, and dark pink annual Vinca.

Plus, yesterday I spotted an annual Morning Glory in there, which I may just let go and see what happens.

I've hanked hundreds of them throughout the yard already this year, I feel like I should let at least one stay.

 Spiderwort is a serious opportunist.

This one is growing in the crack between the sidewalk and the rock border.

I feel like this is my year with the Astilbe.

For a plant that has never done ANYthing for me, all of them are blooming.

The secret: SUN.

I moved every single one of them out of the shade this spring.

Who knew.

I never would have thought that Astilbe and Penstemon could be bed partners, but what do I know.

This is an obligatory photo.

I will never understand the point of Daylilies.

This one came with the house, so I feel like it has a right to be here, otherwise I'd dump it.

My lilies from The Dad, on the other hand, are gorgeous right now.

He bought me these YEARS ago.

They're a blood red.

I bought this Penstemon last year and it never did a thing.

It kinda acts like trying that again this year.

Yes, it's blooming, but the plant hasn't grown an inch.

The color is SO pretty, so I hope I'm wrong.

And last, a couple shots of under the tree.

Happy almost Monday.