Fall color is quickly becoming a dim memory for gardeners in colder climes but here on my corner of Katy, it's just coming into its own. The Copper Canyon Daisies which started blooming on November 1st sport masses of yellow-gold blossoms and they're not yet at their peak. Tagetes lemonii is the botanical name of this awesome perennial. I raved about it on November's Bloom Day and you'll probably hear me rave about it again before winter is done with us!
This river birch is the only plant left here on my corner of Katy that was planted by my mother. My parents bought this house in 1990 ... it's just blocks away from our first home in the neighborhood. My dad passed away in 1995 after a long illness and until 1997, my mom rattled around here by herself. When EM and I decided that our family had outgrown our small one story house, we offered to buy this one from my mother. Bless her heart, she's watched me systematically dig up everything she ever planted ... except this tree!
One of my favorite small trees is Mexican Buckeye (Ungnadia speciosa). It has both fall and spring color: before the leaves emerge in the spring, the branches will be covered with small pink blossoms. I also love it for the architectural growth habit: the branches bend and curve very gracefully.
Looking at these pictures, I was reminded of a phrase from the Moody Blues song, "Forever Autumn", so I chose that as the title of this post. Long ago, far away, I was introduced to the Moody Blues, and many other wonderful musicians, by my first love. The romance didn't last, but the memories and the music have stayed with me.