The gardens were left to themselves this fall. No cutting back, no raking, no cleanup. By the time Chris and I were out of our "casts", and able to walk outdoors, we'd had two snowstorms. This afternoon the temperatures were near 60 and everything had melted except the bit of snow that accumulates on the back side of the barn. I took a short walk around to see what was left. The hostas were the furthest gone, nearly devoid of color, almost transparent. They had a gauze like quality. The miniature iris had woven leafy mats on the garden floor. By spring this will be gone.
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7 responses to “walk with me wednesday..”
Fascinating pictures!
That looks like fabric. Amazing.
You always find the beauty in the uncommon places…
Poetry in pictures.
I love the translucency of the hosta leaves. The top photo kind of reminds me of a membrane or pastry dough (phyllo) stretched very thinly!
That looks kinda freaky. Cool, but freaky.
Very interesting death of leaf. I wonder how it maintains its integrity was it gets so thin. I would have thought shreds.