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Feeling a little out of sorts. Partly due to a very late night (for me) followed by losing an hour. Partly due to other stuff, hormones and angst.
As usual some time in the garden has been restorative. I've pruned, deadheaded, weeded, pulled in a comfortable desultory fashion. The blossom tree is looking great- but I missed out on the blossom this year. I was away and then a storm took the blossom just as I got back. Also sadly it is blocking light from and thus killing my rosemary bush. I'm now wondering if a prostrate rosemary might be pursuaded to grow in the wall cavity? I think it's worth a try.
A bunch of other things are growing and providing delight. Who doesn't love a pretty, whacky colombine? Looks a bit like a sea creature. In the background are the last of the yellow freesias, what I think is my first self seeded armeria and the candytuft(white) that went in recently.
The new roses are growing enthusiastically. the old ones are rotten with powdery mildew :-(
The dancer freesia seems to have forgiven me for transplanting it. Fingers crossed for lots of dancing flower and it not getting burnt.
The Lavertia that is successfully hiding the bins from the street is probably going to have to come out. It grows well in that difficult bed, but too well. I have to cut it back every couple of weeks so it doesn't fill the path or fall over or both. Ah well. I'll have to try some other thing in that spot.
The latest monster crop of parsley has decided to go to seed. I plan to let one head form for future free range seedlings and ruthlessly hack back all the others. I've harvested one of the big yellow chard plants. the leaves will go into dinner. I experimented with making the stalks into lunch - with mixed success. They were tasty enough but does one really want to eat string? I ended up chewing until the good stuff was gone then spitting out the lump of fibre. Eww. Bok Choy it is not. I think I'll go back to composting the stalks!
As usual some time in the garden has been restorative. I've pruned, deadheaded, weeded, pulled in a comfortable desultory fashion. The blossom tree is looking great- but I missed out on the blossom this year. I was away and then a storm took the blossom just as I got back. Also sadly it is blocking light from and thus killing my rosemary bush. I'm now wondering if a prostrate rosemary might be pursuaded to grow in the wall cavity? I think it's worth a try.
A bunch of other things are growing and providing delight. Who doesn't love a pretty, whacky colombine? Looks a bit like a sea creature. In the background are the last of the yellow freesias, what I think is my first self seeded armeria and the candytuft(white) that went in recently.
The new roses are growing enthusiastically. the old ones are rotten with powdery mildew :-(
The dancer freesia seems to have forgiven me for transplanting it. Fingers crossed for lots of dancing flower and it not getting burnt.
The Lavertia that is successfully hiding the bins from the street is probably going to have to come out. It grows well in that difficult bed, but too well. I have to cut it back every couple of weeks so it doesn't fill the path or fall over or both. Ah well. I'll have to try some other thing in that spot.
The latest monster crop of parsley has decided to go to seed. I plan to let one head form for future free range seedlings and ruthlessly hack back all the others. I've harvested one of the big yellow chard plants. the leaves will go into dinner. I experimented with making the stalks into lunch - with mixed success. They were tasty enough but does one really want to eat string? I ended up chewing until the good stuff was gone then spitting out the lump of fibre. Eww. Bok Choy it is not. I think I'll go back to composting the stalks!
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