This small intermingling of pink astilbes and hydrangea with the small blue browallia blossoms strikes me as perfection every time I walk in and out of the house. In fact, I have been known to walk outside to just sit and look at this small shady bed at the base of my front walk whenever I need a calming moment.
Nearby, the lilies are just beginning to bloom:
I meant to move these lilies last fall, as they don't get quite enough sun and reach over far to the side, stretching themselves toward the light, which of course means they are all the more easily trampled into the ground come a summer thunderstorm.
They share the bed with dahlias, which seem to be happy enough with the light and this relatively dry site.
