It is becoming increasingly more difficult to work on blog posts as the 9yr old seems to have become an expert computer user overnight. This also means that any spare energy I have is used up trying to get the 9yr old off of the computer and into the garden — a battle I am surely losing. Other than that, all has been well.
The garden has been looking well despite my inability to make myself weed. It looked especially well around solstice time: big, happy, un-black spotty roses (unsprayed as well); fabulous clouds of purple flowers on the herbs which have really reached their peak; catmint abuzz; giant scabious swaying; astrantia looking regal and glowing as the sun sets.
Earlier in the year the bulbs were all amazing. It’s been so long since I’ve posted that I didn’t even get to share the photos I took of the beautiful tulips and daffodils. They were lovely and the spring was mild, though the warmer weather then took its time in coming and seemed to forget about end of April/beginning of May altogether.
I spent a good deal of time earlier this year getting the veg in the tunnel sown and planted out. I made a trip home to America just at the time of year when all of those time-consuming veg chores need to be done. In a way, it was a good thing because it made me focus on the task at hand and I got things done quickly. Happy to say that most things survived the big red lad’s decidedly ungreen fingers.
I’m thinking of doing a Wordless Wednesday post this week as I have lots of photos I’d like to post that are nice to look at and don’t require me to blather on about them. Until then, enjoy the sunshine when you can!
I was going to write about seeds this week, but Lord knows there is plenty of time for that!. Instead, I’ve decided to write about my little trip to Bellefield last Saturday to the Spring Plant Sale. I say trip, but it was only just a few minutes over an hour’s drive for me to get there.
I love little trips like this and, while I enjoy the company of friends on such trips, there’s something very peaceful about going for garden visits on your own. A cup of coffee in a paper cup, an apple, a banana, an orange, a cheese sandwich, directions written in very large print (no GPS gadgets for me! Vive la map!), a camera and appropriate clothes for the weather — that’s all you need to enjoy your little trip. Oh, and most importantly, very strong shopping bags (mine are the ancient Tesco ones that hold absolutely loads) to carry your plants in — you always know the plant sale aficionados because they are carrying empty shopping bags as they come in. Five euro notes and 1 and 2 euro coins come in handy as well.
Upon arrival, do a quick sweep of the plant sellers. Don’t buy anything on your first go round (unless you absolutely cannot resist and there’s only one of what you want). Have a look at it all and don’t be shy to ask prices if they are not marked. Then go back and buy what you like. I’d give the advice not to buy things that you don’t have a place for at home, but I won’t say a word about that because I never heed my own advice. If plants are your true love, then buy anything you like, space be damned.
Bellefield has a very nice garden. It’s a funny time of year to go for a garden visit. But if you like snowdrops and early bulbs, hellebores and the like, it’s a great time for you to be out having a look. I’m more of a galantholiker than a galanthophile. Looking at different green markings on the white petals of a snowdrop is akin to trainspotting, if you ask me. But some people go crazy over snowdrops. Daffodils were just coming up; Iris unguicularis was flowering and hellebores as well.
Hellebores are lovely. I have one very large specimen of Helleborus foetidus I grew from seed and I have a dusky maroon-coloured one. Both are as sheltered as they can be in my garden. If left out in the wind, they go to tatters. And you have to cut last years’ foliage off in the early spring so that it does’t detract from the flowering.
If I didn’t have my own garden to tend to and another very Big one, I’d be out and about every weekend visiting gardens.
Next time… final touches on vegetable bed? Sowing seeds? Polytunnel ready?