I love the elegantly gaunt silhouette of the blackened coneflowers rising above the grasses. The sedum Matrona also holds its own. Its bloom are like a red beacon shouting look at me!
Often, in the spring I regret having planted so many grasses. The boulevard bed remains stubbly and nearly bare into June. And I mutter darkly about more perennials and fewer grasses. . . .
Yeah, the Miscanthus and Prairie Dropseeds do take a long to show up, but boy, when they do they have staying power.
Gotta love that.