I’ve still got some purple going in the garden.  The Toad Lilies have held on through nighttime temperatures in the twenties and even some snow.  

                     My Purple Dome Asters are luminous.                                     And in the new side garden, a lone Centaura Montana bravely unfurls her wings in the chill of a late October morning.                

 In the shade garden the Cimicifuga Racemosa ‘Black Negligee’ managed to sneak in a few blooms. Cimicifuga blooms smell like grape musk and their quilted yet sharply-cut leaves are the deepest of deep purples in the slanted light. They enfold you with their               mysterious beauty.                              So lovely.

Purple is appropriate at any time of year, of course.  But if you don’t have purple in your fall garden, you’re really missing out.