***Or should I say speechless? My flowers today are for all Blotanists. Thanks again for your support!
U.S.A., Washington State. USDA zone 8b. Sunset climate zone 5
Bee
I am a bee
Just me, a bee
That never takes a shower
Just a bee
A bee
That sits under a flower
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(Denis, 4th Grade)
Beyond The Tour Gardens
Gardens from garden tours are beautiful, sometimes stunning, and always full of ideas for our own gardens. But what about the usual gardens, those that we see along the road, that are not intended to participate in any kind of tours? I see them everywhere while traveling in Washington state and beyond.
We like to go to Port Townsend at the northeast tip of the Olympic Peninsula.
What a beautiful border on the picture below:
This fence and the plants in front of it were shown in my post Fanciful Fences . It was in early spring:
What a change summer brought!
I needed to stop in front of this house!
Charming, charming, charming...
It would be just a pile of dirt without the poppies growing on it and an old truck nearby:
These are more images from Port Townsend, Washington's Victorian seaport:
This clematis is a showstopper in Port Gamble, WA.
Gardens are like an additional bonus to the striking natural beauty of Washington state's San Juan Islands.
I found this display of container plants to be simple, but captivating:
Cosmos, just cosmos, but what a border the owners of this island farm created with it!
In front of the little shop in Friday Harbor:
Roche Harbor has the cutest little garden in front of the historic Hotel De Haro:
The following are pictures from Alaska.
This residence is unique, but the little flower boxes and pots were the things that made me to stop and smile.
Through the windshield, I could see a gentleman working on his computer. He certainly got used to the view in front of him:
Isn't it a neat idea, to use nine wagons to display container plants? I think it is great!
Washington or Alaska, Hawaii or Minnesota, gardeners make this world a better place.
One garden at a time.
Who Stole The Show In My Garden?
In my garden this year a Poppy stole the show. The only other year when I had such a prominent display of poppies was 2005.
That's when I took the picture of our pup sniffing poppies which highlights my blog. The poppy seeds were scattered on the perennial bed in 2004, the very first year of my garden. The plants self-seeded, and this is what I got:
The lesson I learned that year: if not thinned, gray mold and root rot start. However, if you thin them too well, there won't be such a mass of color!
These red poppies would seed again, but I pulled out the plants before going on a long trip.
This year, in June, purple oriental poppies screamed for attention.
It might be "Manhattan", but the color on the label is dark-rose. 
I also had an Oriental poppy that stopped blooming after I moved it to a different location. It emerges every year, has nice foliage, but no flowers. I'll move it to the previous spot and see if it will thank me for that.
Later, came these watermelon red flowers. These are the seeds I sent to some blotanists together with the foxglove seeds.
These poppies were on My Picture Of The Day " Three Stages Of Life":
I got the seeds for this variety from an Orcas Island gardener.
FYI, Orcas Island is one of the major San-Juan Islands located between Washington and Canada. In 2007, we traveled there and got lucky since it was time for their annual garden tour! I talked to the owner/gardener, and he was kind to send me some seeds!
I like plants with a story behind them. They bring warm and grateful memories of the people who shared part of their gardens with me.
These are some pictures from our Orcas Island garden tour:
Do you know what is this plant with large variegated, almost white, leaves in the center of the picture below?
This is variagated horseradish. I tried to find this plant in nurseries and garden centers, but most of the people have never heard of it. Well, maybe it's good that I didn't find it, since horseradish left undisturbed in the garden spreads via underground shoots and can become invasive.
I love these tall poppies with pink flowers . Aren't they lovely?
Growing poppies, I try to remember the following:
- they don't like to be overwatered;-soil should be well-drained;
- seedlings don't like to be transplanted;
- in severe winters, plants should be protected with mulch in fall;
- plants go dormant in late summer, so markers are useful to avoid disturbing area;
- it is recommended to combine poppies with plants like Gypsophila paniculata to conceal the dying foliage in summer;
- full sun or light shade is preferred;
- the seeds of the poppy have great nutritive value.
I hope the seeds of the plants from Orcas Island will do well in your gardens,
and you can share them with your friends! 
Dog's Dreams Of Summer
Told by Amur, the German Shepherd, 4 years old.
I love flowers, you know that. It's me on the header picture of this blog.
There were dozens of red flowers, and there were bees inside them.
It was when they just brought me from Victoria, Canada where I was born. My first home was a nice place, but there were no flowers there. There were many dogs, and all of them looked like me. New people took me to the town, then to the ship, then to their home. I remember seeing tall ships in Victoria before we left Canada.
These pictures can be enlarged
At my new place, I met this old dude, Julik. He looked like the dogs from my first home, but he was not excited to see me. He tried to steer away from me.
We became friends anyway. 
I learned a lot from him,
including how to be a garden dog. The main command in the garden is "Don't step on this!"
I miss the old guy. He disappeared somewhere in May. I heard he went to the Rainbow Bridge .They told me that's a nice place and that I'll be there one day, too, and will play with the old guy again. I need to see him! He forgot to teach me how to lift my hind leg when I do some ..., let's call it garden watering.
Well, back to our sheep, I mean flowers. Wasn't I supposed to guard sheep? I'd love to. But they don't have sheep, just flowers. There are so many flowers that I see them even in my dreams. Not always. Just when I sleep in Her chair.
Then, I dream about some strange things.
Weird, isn't it? I am sure these are Her dreams. I just pick them like I pick fleas when lie on a hotel floor.
I wish She took me for a walk more often. Then, I wouldn't have these nightmares, or should I say daymares?
I wish She would walk me, instead of sitting in front of that box and barking eeh not barking, what is that word? Blabbing? No, not blabbing. Bitching? Not that. Bragging? No, not bragging... Got it, blogging! Blogging it is.
I also wish She'd get me a buddy. When She is asked about getting a second dog, She says Maybe. And then when nobody can hear She adds something about Her dead body. These people are strange dogs, I tell you.
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Are you still with me?
Why does She say there is something wrong with this picture?
Was I supposed to lie down on my brown towel? But it's hairy!
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