Orange - it can be classy

For the last 2 years I've struggled with the design and execution of the front-garden. For the last 2 years I have laboured at a hot-coloured potager, with the potager element dropped last year as I came to terms with the fact that I can't grow vegetables.
I have however maintained the focus on hot colours because they are such a contrast to the muted tones of the back and also because they are a nice greeting when you come home.
To the left are the wondrous Tulipa Ballerina that I have coveted, coddled and dreamed of. They symbolise the joy of gardening and are utterly worth the hard work that went into them. They, like all the uber-flowers will not last long, but burn most brightly.

There are also tulips scattered in the flower bed and here a Ballerina stands behind a jaunty Geum. Until recently I always secretly thought orange was a tacky colour that I'd normally steer clear of. The turning point was an uncharacteristic selection of some orangey-yellow Peoniolas that literally brought the sunshine into my dismal front garden (at that time). Since then I have become increasingly fixated on the greater strength and warmth that orange brings.
The brightness may start to fade when the Geum and the Ballerina fade, so I'll need to bolster them with some more Orange purchases.

Enough of orange, what of hot pink. This lovely Cirsium is on its way and it's a pretty hard working plant - its form is striking and the colour when it come will be stonking. The only downside is the by product of its form - it likes to lodge some spines in your flesh given an opportunity.