Despite the dreadful weather lately, the garden has flourished and plants are growing before my very eyes. Each day now there is something new, better, bigger or beautiful to look at. Today it was the the Amelanchier lamarckii against a clear blue sky.
As soon as the sun comes out, the Anemone blanda open and is an arresting sight alongside the naturalised narcissus and primroses.
Why are the tulips out so early this year? Is it the variety? The fact that they are in pots (the ones in the ground are not open yet, though already in bud), or maybe just the warm, wet Spring has brought them on quicker. I don’t know.
This large clump of Purple Honesty, Lunaria annua, decided to make its home at the front of the drive border, peeping out from the permanent shrubs, which seems to be its preferred habitat.
Last Autumn, I split a huge clump of Penstemon digitalis ‘Dark Towers’ into quarters and potted them up in 10 litre pots. Two have found new homes and two are now waiting for me to make up my mind where to put them. I now know they need a lot of room, at least a metre due to the volume of foliage they produce, and that is a metre I don’t currently have!
At least the rain gave me chance to get in the greenhouse and transplant the Cosmos seedlings and a few of the Which? Gardening trial seeds I am growing this year, including, for the first time, Amaranthus paniculatus ‘Foxtail’, a variety of the old fashioned favourite Love-Lies-Bleeding. They sent me 50 seeds but only half germinated. Not a great start!
Knowing storm Babet was on the way, I hastily went out with my camera on Wednesday while everything was still intact! The wind and torrential rain duly arrived in the early hours of Thursday and deluged my exposed suburban garden on the edge of the Cotswold escarpment. Fortunately, there is no damage, just masses of leaf litter and very wet grass. I feel for the poor people in the north east of Scotland who are bearing the brunt of the storm.
I like plants with a bit of history and this Chrysanthemum ‘Bretforton Road’ is such a plant. Grown for generations in Badsey, Worcestershire, it was discovered by Bob Brown of Cotswold Garden Flowers when peering over a wall into a local garden. Tough as old boots, but pretty as a picture, this Chrysanth has been divided many times and passed to friends and family who love it too.
Just a few of the 21 pots of spring bulbs ready to go out in the front garden to replace the geraniums which are still going strong. Perhaps I am too soft but I hate to destroy perfectly good plants just because their allotted time is up. They can stay there until the frost knocks them back, the bulbs can wait.
Ironically, the Liquidambar styraciflua ‘Worplesdon’ is at its best when photosynthesis stops and the leaves turn a fiery red as they begin to die off. I have to admit though, this picture was taken mid-week before the 60mph winds arrived. There is now a red carpet of leaves on the lawn!
The Amelanchier lamarckii too is slowly turning to a lovely burnt sugar orange before slowly shedding its leaves.
A kind friend donated Salvia greggii ‘Icing Sugar’ earlier this year saying it needed a good prune and ‘sorting out’, which I duly did. It has rewarded me accordingly.
The same friend asked me why I had sowed my Sweet Peas so early, and this has been a regular topic with gardening friends over the years. Although I find they grow whenever you sow them, I believe that autumn sown, overwintered Sweet Peas are stronger, tougher and more floriferous. I like to get them germinated by the end of October, pinched out after two sets of proper leaves have grown by the end of November, and transplanted into their own deep pots by Xmas. They then spend their energy producing two side shoots and a good root system instead of becoming tall and leggy on a single main shoot. They are completely hardy and don’t need any heat over winter. They can go into a cold frame or cold greenhouse until they are ready to be planted out when the clocks go forward in March. These are some of mine planted on 7th October. No chipping, soaking or sanding of the seeds, just push them 1″ into a pot of compost, water them well and place them in a warm sunny position until they germinate then put them outside under cover but in good light.
Sometimes, I think garden bloggers like me are guilty of making our gardens sound better than they really are. It is all too easy to cherry pick the best bits each week and give the impression that everything in the rest of the garden is rosy. So, from now on, I am going to include five good bits and one not-so-good bit to be more honest and transparent.
It seems that Nigella damascena seeds can survive anything and grow anywhere, particularly if there is no soil of any kind! I foolishly topped up some gravel paths from one part of the garden to another, not imagining this would be the result. Very pretty though!
And, just like that, Autumn is upon us! The Liquidamber styraciflua ‘Worplesdon’ began her decline at the end of August this year, a full month earlier than usual, so her leaves are already turning crimson as they lose their sugar and end their life cycle for another year.
The Amelanchier lamarckii is also turning from its summer green to that gorgeous, golden honey shade before they too drop and carpet the ground with colour. This is not death but renewal, and both trees will come back bigger and stronger next year.
The previous owners of our bungalow must have planted some Rose of Sharon bushes, Hypericum calycinum, which, despite my best efforts, are still around making a nuisance of themselves 13 years later. I pull them out but they always return. This one escaped my attention by hiding under the beech in the drive border but I must dig it up before those berries fall and cause even more mayhem next year. A real persistent survivor from the 70’s when it was all the rage. Little did they know!
This little patch of Persicaria affinis did not enjoy the full glare of the hot sun in July and sulked for weeks afterwards. Even copious amounts of water did not coax it into flower but now, suddenly in October, it is back again in force! The little pink fluffy bunny tails are enjoying the cooler conditions and the low sun in the lee of the hedge and delighting me every morning as I raise the kitchen blind.
The Chinese Mountain Ash, Sorbus hupehensis ‘Pink Pagoda’, is laden with fruit after a barren season last year. It may be a variety that has a rest year, I am not sure. What I do know is that the pesky Wood Pigeons will be on it shortly performing their acrobatics to strip the tree of every last berry. They are quite comical and never seem to break a branch no matter how precarious their endeavours!
This is a bit of a dilemma. The Cosmos which was planted here, which fell over and was removed weeks ago, obviously shed a lot of seed behind my back and has produced dozens of babies. I doubt they will survive the winter but even if I were to dig them up, I have nowhere warm enough to put them. What to do? Leave them and watch them turn to mush and die? Pot them up and leave them in the greenhouse to turn to mush and die?
This was it before it was removed. Too pretty to lose forever. Watch this space!
Davids Garden Diary 