|Callicarpa dichotoma ‘Early Amethyst’|
Remember June, when it rained so much that it seemed like the garden would be a jungle by mid-summer?
My spring planted landscape plants got plenty of water through the third wettest June in Indianapolis history.
Back then, I wondered if the “patio guys” would have rain delays like my two nephews who had worked every morning through June hauling mulch, often waiting for it to stop raining before they started, or quitting early
to watch World Cup soccer because of the rain.
But July came, the sun came out, and the patio guys had not a drop of rain to stop their progress. No one worried about the lack of rain back then. After all, it was July, summer-time!
But then it didn’t rain.
And August came. And it didn’t rain.
Instead, we put August on the record books as the driest August in Indianapolis history.
And I watered my new plantings.
And September came. And it didn’t rain, much.
And I watered.
And now it is October.
Already, we’ve had two days with record high temperatures and just two or three brief rainfalls. We are past our average date for a killing frost by about five days and no sign yet of such low temperatures.
But there is rain in the forecast, a predicated change in the weather pattern.
It is time to turn from the desperation of watering to the dream of planting. Soon, the garden designer’s crew will plant more trees and shrubs in the back and move a few shrubs to new locations. Then I will plant spring flowering bulbs and move on to the dreaming season, winter.
Dreams, not desperation, drive people forward to plant gardens.