There's not much to like right now, but here and there a little green can be found. The overall look of the garden is that of ugly brown sticks but if I squint my eyes just right I can focus on the occasional green plant in a vast sea of dead leaves.
The boggy area, which has been bone-dry this entire year, still has green stalks of umbrella sedge, Cyperus involucratus sprouting up five or six feet in height. The dry conditions may be why it hasn't spread as much I would have liked or maybe I'm just impatient. At any rate, it is living and it is green.
The stalks of the black berry lilies, Belamcanda chinensis, provide great 'winter interest,' which is a term I am using much too frequently these days. Their leaves are still green and there are new fans popping up around the original plants. The background fortnight lilies, Dietes iridioides, have finally become happy in their home against the fence and even put up a bloom once in a while.
Coonties, Zamia pumila, keep it green by the front door along with jasmine minima, Trachelospermum asiaticum, and one of my most cold hardy bromeliads, Neoregelia spectabilis.