I think this is one called "Lauren's Grape."
Poppies are so ephemeral--perhaps that is why their loveliness is so cherished.
A pale pink hollyhock.
Some of my pinks grown from seed last spring.
Pinks [dianthus] have always charmed me.
The spicey scent pervades the whole garden.
The petals are like silk velvet.
Monarda ready to bloom.
Seed pods of nigella are as delicately pretty as the blossoms.
Another pastel hollyhock.
Sadly the leaves are riddled with a rusty blight that has reduced some of them to mere ribs.