So the baby sage is doing remarkably well for something that looked so dead that I was about to dig it up.
Some plants just need tough love, I guess.
Meanwhile, the penstemon are in bloom again. I keep calling these things bluebells but I guess they're actually beardtongues, which is a really weird name if you ask me.
Whatever. They look nice at least.
The canna is properly blooming now too.
I managed to catch it at just the right time of day for the sun to light it up in front of the neighbour's bottle brush.
And then there's the rose.
Everything's coming up roses, it seems.
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