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Garden Bloggers Bloom Day - November 2020

The color palette of November in my zone 9a garden in Southeast Texas runs from yellow to red-orange with very few contrasting or complementary colors.

Let's start with yellowbells, Esperanza.

Cape honeysuckle is still going strong.

The cosmos that I planted in the spring has reseeded itself and is now blooming once again.

The anisacanthus blooms are not very showy but pollinators of all kinds love them.

Tropical jatropha.

Hamelia patens, hummingbird bush.

Tithonia, Mexican sunflower.

Firespike.

Cestrum.

Turk's cap.

Even the fungi get in on the orange action.
 
And so do the butterflies.
Monarch on milkweed.

Queen on milkweed.

The Meyer lemons are ready to be picked.

The Mandarin oranges are weighing down their limbs.

And the Satsuma tree has its most prolific crop of oranges ever.

Linking up with Carol of May Dreams Gardens for this monthly meme. Thank you for visiting. Happy Bloom Day.

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  1. What an amazing garden you have. I have only Turk's cap in mine. I especially admire your fruit crop.

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    1. The lemons and oranges have been especially fruitful this year.

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  2. Beautiful Blooms.I missed out on planting mexican sunflower this year. Lovely Shots of Monarchs.This is interesting to see how artistically Fungi has developed on that surface.
    It would be my pleasure if you join my link up party related to gardening where you can share posts related to plants and flowers here at http://jaipurgardening.blogspot.com/2020/11/garden-affair-happy-diwali.html

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    1. I do have some very interesting fungi growing in my garden now. It's a life form that I need to learn more about.

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  3. People living at my latitude would love to have those colours in their November gardens.

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    1. At least you get the colorful leaves of autumn which is something we rarely get here.

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  4. Wow gorgeous! I like all the colors ... especially the yellow of the Esperanza. I live thru your garden ... as mine is now under snow for the season. Do you work in your garden each week?

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    1. Well, I putter in the garden each week and sometimes I work, although I do have to get some help with some of the more arduous work.

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  5. It's so beautiful to see these lovely, colorful pictures. Here in New England, the leaves have fallen, trees are bare and honestly until we get some snow, it looks pretty brown outside.

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    1. Only in rare years does it get completely brown here. We have something blooming in most months.

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  6. Great pictures. These are nice flowers.

    It is getting colder here on Long Island so few folks are talking about flowers.

    Have a great week!

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    1. Thanks, Brian. Enjoy your week on "colder" Long Island.

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  7. Those are perfect colors to have as the days get shorter!

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    1. They do bring an extra measure of sunshine to the fall garden.

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  8. I am so envious of your beautiful blooms at this time of year, Dorothy. This year I had a lot of yellow in my garden for some reason. It wasn't my favorite color in the past, but I enjoy it now. Your yellows are so cheery. Especially the Esperanza and cosmos. P x

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    1. I haven't really planned all that orange and yellow but somehow my garden seems to gravitate to that end of the palette.

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  9. Beautiful post.Thanks for joining in garden Affair.It would be my pleasure if you share your post related to gardening here at http://jaipurgardening.blogspot.com/2020/11/garden-affair-rose.html

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