This is how the front garden looked through the glass door in the lounge around 8pm last night.
I managed to get out this morning between the showers and take some pictures whuilst the wind was blowing quite hard. This is the area I usually refer to as ‘the rose garden’. In the centre is ‘Trumpeter’ on a standard. There are fuchsias and Lady’s Mantle (Alchemilla Mollis) in the picture, too.
The other day I found this Diarama (below) hiding among the hollyhocks. Also known as ‘Angel with Fishing Rod’, a specimen was purchased some years ago for the garden at the cancer support centre. When it finished flowering I took some seed. I sowed the seed in the greenhouse and several germinated. This is one of them – I planted 5 or 6 around the garden. I’ve waited about 5 years for them to flower and now two have.
The apple trees will be due for their summer pruning soon.
The raised bed is finished. A layer of farmyard manure in the bottom, the rest of the fill a mixture of equal parts topsoil and my homemade garden comppost. The latter will likely have weed seeds which I will allow to germinate before I sow anything. The weed seedlings can be hoed off before I sow an edible crop.
These perennial sweet peas have an interesting story. Back in the summer of 1990 I was working at the power station in Ironbridge. The contract duration was 3 months, right through the summer. I found a holiday cottage to rent in rural Shropshire about 10 miles away and Mrs P, I and our cat spent a delighful summer there. There were perennial sweet peas growing against the wall of the cottage. I took some seeds home and, when we moved to Yorkshire the follwing year, sowed them and grew the plants against the boundary wall. They were still there when we left 15 years later. Soon after we moved to our present home we spent a few days in Herefordshire where, on a walk with Mrs P’s brother and his wife, we came across perennial sweet peas growing wild in a hedgerow. Again I took seeds and now we have perennial sweetpeas again.
I harvested the garlic yesterday. Here it is drying out in the greenhouse.
The Ceanothus has almost finished flowering and is ready for it’s annual haircut. I could do with one of those, too. It’s been four months since I last visited abarber and it’ll likley be another 2 to 3 weeks before I can again!