This little coreopsis, bless its heart, has made its annual surprise appearance – though after three or four years it shouldn’t be such a surprise. I think I’m still amazed that it perseveres after no real coddling or care – and sometimes outright abuse (the groundhog or rabbits usually sheer it down to the ground at least once a season).
This year I managed to capture two blooms as they were just opening up. It’s always such a joy to see something come into bloom at this time of the year, even if our pool days for the season are officially over. I will mark it this fall so I know where to watch for it come spring.
And then, if I remember to be so kind, I will pamper it with some manure and mulch, keeping it well-watered, in the hope of bringing it back to more robust form. Such faithfulness and continued commitment, even in the face of neglect, deserves a reward.
