Thursday, 18 October 2018

Romantic roses.

 Acers, beautiful Acers.     The colours of Autumn.
 Golden carpets.     The gardener is happy to enjoy this moment.   Clearing leaves is not on her mind.
 Roses are in abundance.  
 Astonishingly beautiful.
 I have never known a year like it.
 The incredibly mild October has suited them.
What a bonus for the gardener.      


Tuesday, 9 October 2018

October is..........

 gold on blue
 and sleeping solitary bees waiting for Spring.
 Empty nests
 and hibernating hedgehogs.
 Jewel wasps that will never see another Summer.
Late flowering Asters
 and lone bumble bees.
 Faded flowers
and ruby red leaves.

Beautiful days.
Hope you are in touch with the outside world and enjoying each and every moment.   I am.

Sunday, 23 September 2018

Autumn is here but thoughts of Spring are never far away.

 Early morning Muse.....I like the white daffs and red tulips together.
 An old favourite Angelique and a new one for me tres chic.    Ballerina and Blue parrot have also been purchased.   I am thinking ahead.      Well us gardeners do, don't we :)
 Autumn baskets are planted with heather, ivy and viola.   A pretty combination, me thinks.
 My wonderful neighbour delivered a large trailer of well rotted horse manure, so beds and borders have all been top dressed ready for Winter.
Another dear friend gave me 36 foxglove.    All planted and looking good.
 And we have grapes,  they taste delicious.   Not enough for wine though :)
 Dahlia's are still flowering their little socks off.   I cannot remember a year when they have been so good.
This section of garden is my favourite.   I make sure I pass this area every day.   Rotting apples, that familiar scent that Autumn offers.     It takes me back to so many places I have enjoyed in a lifetime.

Loving Autumn....how about you??

Thursday, 6 September 2018

 I am often surprised by the things I find in the garden.   The pyracantha has formed a circle, making a lovely viewing point.
When the birds have eaten the berries I shall give it a tweek here and there to form the perfect round.
 Trees are laden with fruits and berries.   It has been a good year.  I feel at times that I am walking in a paradise garden.
 The box hedge was trimmed in August and has appeared to have survived the weeks of scorching temperatures.
 Evergreens in general seem to have done well too. 
 Flowers are fading as temperatures drop, but you always get some that go the extra mile, like these Persicaria.
 Sedums are just coming into bloom and will be a wonderful source of nectar for bees, butterflies and any other late flying insect.
 Borders are a little messy, but I confess I like them this way :)
The view from the tree house as the sun rose this morning.
I sat for ages just listening.    There is solace in silence.
I thought of my dear Mother.    Her words echoed around the garden "You will be living in a wood one day Cheryl"
I think she could be right :)

Monday, 20 August 2018

Roses and signs of Autumn.

 I grew up with roses.   My parents had little but what they did have they treasured.   Dads garden was full of roses.   Each week my dear Mother would pick a bunch, put them in the best vase and place them in just the right place.
 They brightened up the dullest room.
 Grannie and Great Grandma grew roses.   In  a cottage garden, they were allowed to spread this way and that.   
 Great Grandma would pick one every day for her lapel.     As a small child I would follow her around the garden, puzzled by the time taken to select the perfect rose.
 Now, I understand.   We all have our preferences and this is one of mine.   A new rose purchased last week.   A David Austin rose 'Golden Celebrations'.   It has been planted beneath a red climber.   The scent is amazing.
 But this is the rose I have always wished for.   David Austin's 'Imogen'.    It is pure white with a creamy centre, and has a subtle fragrance.
 And just look at the petals, like a small child's frilly petticoat.
I have planted it about a metre from Golden Celebrations.
They look pretty together.   I cannot wait to see them grow.
There are signs of Autumn in the garden.     Some mornings it feel as though it is but a breath away and yet by afternoon it feels like Summer again.

Am I ready for Autumn, yes I think so.   I am a lover of baggy jumpers, candlelight, soup, cosy evening with a log fire and most of all walking my dog through the woods as the leaves tumble before me.    Autumn is my favourite season, it is reliable, soft, and nostalgic.    Yes, I really am looking forward to it :)

Tuesday, 7 August 2018

Cyclamen Hederifolium

 In a cottage garden by Carol Klein is one of my favourite gardening books.     There is a lovely passage in the book that talks about the arrival of Cyclamen Hederifolium in Autumn.   Carol describes its appearance beautifully, so I will leave you with her words and hope you enjoy them as much as I do.
 Occasionally you are aware what a perfect sense of timing plants have, as though they were waiting for  a specific window in the gardening year to make an appearance, determined to ensure they get the attention they deserve.    Autumn-flowering cyclamen are perhaps the archetypal opportunists.   Under the beech trees things are dull - apart from moss and the twisting leaves of polypody, it's all dank earth and dun leaves, but running through them are rivulets of pink and white, the massed flowers of Cyclamen Hederifolium.
 Their fat corns have been invisible since their foliage died down in April, gathering succour from the soil, but now with the rain and falling temperatures, they have been triggered into action, exploiting the vacuum and putting all their energy into flower production.
 In essence, Cyclamen Hederifolium is a shade lover, evolved with other plants and bulbs to exploit the conditions created by trees and make use of extra light  as the canopy thins out.
They make use of the same canopy that has kept its tubers cool, protecting them from fierce sun through the Summer.    As the leaves fall, light and rain filter through and flowers rush to capitalise ; pollinating insects are less frequent now.   The fallen leaves gradually rot down, providing the plants with humus rich leaf mould.   Leaves emerge, seed is set, the cycle continues.


The cyclamen in the garden are early this year.   The rain last week has pushed them into flowering.     At the moment it is just a trickle but over the next few weeks it will gather momentum, and the woodland floor will be dotted with large clumps of this very pretty little flower.

Thursday, 26 July 2018

Too hot to handle.

 Not a cloud in the sky, I should be grateful but I am afraid to say this weather is getting me down.   It's not just the heat, it is the humidity.     Yesterday temperatures reached 32C (94f) and today they are expected to go higher.   Phew!!!
 The grass is brown, which I can live with.   It will come back  once the rain arrives.    Nella sleeps most of the day and who can blame her.
 Rabbits are out and about at all hours trying to find food.   I have been feeding them, also lots of water sites around the garden for the birds etc.
Each evening a hedgehog visits the garden.   He comes for his cat food and other hedgehog goodies.     I am not the only one struggling, our wildlife is having a difficult time.
 I water containers each evening.    I seriously must think about planting some of the plants into the garden during the Autumn.
 Perhaps just keep a few pots of annuals, which are easy.
 I love this paniculata.     I think it is Vanilla  fraise.    It has the most wonderful scent and stops me in my tracks as I enter or exit the shed.
 Sanquisorba lilac squirrel is coping well with the drought.   It is supposed to look like this by the way, it is  not gasping for water :)
During the Spring I bought some dwarf gladiolus bulbs.    I went with apricot this year.    They are dotted through the borders and are looking beautiful.

I am not watering any plants in beds or borders.
This year it will be survival of the fittest.
Weather is changing, climate change is here.
For me, it is no good planting something that will  struggle.
Nature is a great teacher and I am willing to learn.

Hope you are all managing to keep cool, especially those in the South where we are melting :)