(This "golden oldie" NRJW post was originally published on August 20, 2009.)
I wonder why Ogden Nash never wrote a poem about Japanese anemones? The words roll trippingly off the tongue and suggest all kinds of delicious rhymes:Japanese anemones.
See them dancing in the breeze.
They're my favorite late-summer flowers. Their strong, graceful stems rise high over lovely mounds of foliage to offer up unscented, nearly translucent flowers featuring adorable green-ball centers surrounded by egg-yolk-yellow ruffs. I mean, just look at these beauties.
I must plant some more of these
Japanese anemones.
The whites are charming, but I think
I should also have some pink.
[So far, I haven't planted any pink ones because I have so many pink roses in the front garden. But my white anemones have grown and spread and this year (2013) they're more delightful than ever.]
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