I have never been particularly successful at putting together pleasing plant combinations. Inevitably, the colours or heights or textures just don't work together. I'm getting a bit better at it but feel I've got a long way to go. That's why I'm always so pleased at this time of year when the globe thistle and purple coneflowers are blooming in tandem. I'm not sure if this combo is pleasing to everyone, but it's just awesome as far as I'm concerned.
I consider myself a city girl through and through. But something about this combination of blooms makes me want to run off and live on the Prairies. Wide expanses of flat land with a breeze blowing through the fields of wheat and corn. A pick-up truck on a dusty road. A lemonade at the local diner. And nothing but peace and quiet for miles around. I'm sure the reality of country living is different from my dream version. But then if a city garden isn't meant to inspire dreams, what is it good for really?