Monday, 10 August 2015

Foxgloves shining out from the woodland.   The blooms did not last long this year.    I enjoyed them ............for they are a firm favourite.
 A cold dry Spring, and a dry hot summer has taken its toll on the garden.
 Taking care of the Grandchildren during the summer break is fun but very tiring.   Four weeks and they will return to school.
 My mothers health has not been good.    Skin problems and lack of appetite has left her unwell at times.      Slowly things are improving. 
 Bees are a plenty.....and this brings much joy to the gardeners heart.     Butterflies also abound.    Goldfinch have fledged.   One morning while walking the garden, I found myself looking straight into the eyes of the young, sitting in the nest waiting to be fed.
 A hedgehog family have spent most of the summer here.   Sadly one morning I found both parents had been attacked during the night.   I would imagine a badger was the culprit.
Nella found the hoglets hiding under a bush.    I took them to the local vet........she will take care of them and release them back to the wild when the time is right.
I have not been around for a while due to exhaustion.     I am sure it is nothing to worry about, just doing too much.
I love this garden with a passion.    I have worked hard to keep it going through this period of drought.   
When the Grandchildren return to school in September, Mr P and I will take a much deserved break, until then I will not be blogging.
Thank you for your kind comments and email enquiring if I was ok.
Thanks especially to Amanda, Snowbird and Jan...........I do appreciate your kindness.

Sunday, 12 July 2015

Sweet dreams............

 Playing with little people for the last two days has been such fun.............
 I try to ignore my aches and pains that come with age.    Sitting in the warmth of the sun  feels good.
There is nothing like a nap to restore energy levels............

Wednesday, 8 July 2015

Making the most of cooler days..........

A dull cloudy day,  still no sign of rain.    I think I may resort to a rain dance soon............    
 Containers are doing well.    Feeding with comfrey tea on a weekly basis suits them ..........
 the added bonus is that it costs nothing, just a little time and a peg for your nose :)
 I love Gazania.    I bought these from a neighbour.     She had grown too many and was selling them.   I bought 18 plants at a ridiculous price, virtually 'give away'
 Hemerocallis Stafford is my favourite daylily.    I could not capture the true colour.   It is a beautiful deep red with a yellow throat.  It produces an abundance of flowers each year.   I would not be without it.
 My favourite plant combination at the moment is white musk mallow and a cerise salvia.   I would like to say I planted them together.    The salvia is not hardy so I did not expect to see it this summer and the mallow is a 'self seeder'.
Hydrangea paniculata grandiflora has lovely lacy blooms.
Sometimes the best way to view them is flat on your back and that is what I did to take this photograph.
The flowers this year are magnificent, the size of a football, and lots of them.   

Back to the garden, so much to do, so little time :)

Sunday, 5 July 2015

Delicately poised...........

A small skipper patiently  waiting for the sun to break through the clouds.............

Wednesday, 1 July 2015


 It is hot and humid today.   Temperatures could reach 35C  (98F)  this afternoon.   If that is the case, I may possibly melt :)
 The borders seem to be coping, despite the lack of rain for weeks.
 I have a no water policy here, unless something is really struggling.  
 I have not grown lilies for years, due to the dreaded  lily beetle.     We have them in the garden.    Someone suggested I use a garlic spray........I made some.   I spray every ten days and sure enough it works.  
 Filipendula is just coming into flower.    The scent is soft and almondy, like marzipan.   You may see 'queen of the meadow' as you walk along country lanes.
 The white form of the Rosebay Willowherb is not so invasive.   It is gently making it's way through the border.   I am a great fan of this plant.   I have a peach form that has never flowered but I am not going to give up on it.
 Five little wrens fledged last week.   I was lucky enough to see them all.    So tiny, and so very beautiful...........
Weather conditions in the UK this year have been testing.
Extreme, is the word I would use.     Gardeners, I have found, have endurance levels beyond the norm, and rarely give up on a garden.   It will always be a challenge and with climate change it is not going to get any easier.
The joy it brings, by far outweigh, the problems we face.

Happy gardening :)

Sunday, 28 June 2015

What is summer..............

 A time for planting containers,
 and hanging baskets.
 Carrying watering cans back and forth to make sure they thrive.
Waiting for new plantings to bloom and hoping they are as lovely as you anticipated .
 Watching life return to the pond...........sitting close by with a cup of tea, and just enjoying those moments.
 Feeling of anxiety as the rabbit population increases each month...........but the kittens are very sweet :)
 The scent of Angelica wafting around the garden for many weeks,
 attracting dozens of honey bees, and much more.
But for me, the best thing about summer is waiting for the return of the bumblebee.    This garden was originally planted for them.   It is a garden of all seasons.    A supply of nectar for every month of the year, just in case they come out of hibernation early, in the darkest days.

Happy summer gardening...........

Tuesday, 23 June 2015

Chaotic but happy..........

 I have spent more years gardening than I care to remember.
In the first few years of marriage, there was no time to garden.
 Working and children  were top of the list, the garden a very poor second.
 My first garden was manicured to within an inch of it's life.
Everything orderly and neat.    Looking back, was I truly happy with
 We moved, another garden...............this time just grass.......children and dogs took centre stage.
 I always had a longing.    To create a garden for wildlife..............a garden like my Grandma's, chaotic but controlled.       
 When Dad was alive we would chat every day about the garden.   A quick call, a simple "How is your garden today."    Oh how I miss those calls.
I now have the garden I dreamed of.    Am I happy, yes, more than I can say.      The beautiful thing about ageing is that you do not worry so much about the detail.   If colours clash because mother nature takes a hand here and there, you just enjoy it :)
Dad never worried about colour schemes.............he just enjoyed the flowers.    I think I may be turning into my Father.     Slowly over the last few years, I am taking a more relaxed attitude to this garden.
It works for me.............I have never felt so happy.