The Wild Garden
One of the splendors of the Maine landscape is that so much of it is wild, including the great north woods and other undeveloped rural lands. As autumn settles in and the plants in my Maine garden go dormant, my attention turns more and more to what I call the “wild garden” – the (mostly) native plants blooming vibrantly along the edges of the woods and the sides of local country roads.
Late varieties of Solidago are still glowing with the bright golden hues that give them their common name of “goldenrod.”
And this is the prime season for native asters. Most are fairly demure, with small flowers in shades of white, lavender and lilac.
|But the clear star of the fall aster display is not at all demure. Whenever I see the blooms of New England aster (Symphyotrichum novae-angliae), a tall (4’-7’) plant with big showy flowers in shades of deep pink and violet, my heart beats faster.|