At last, after so many days of dry weather we have had some rain, this seems to have refreshed the garden – it was looking very tired. I notice that as I walk down the path in the mornings, my feet take me to the studio rather than the potting shed. My Inner Artist is saying “Enough with the gardening – time to make beads, stitch bags, create art” (My inner gardener however mutters about digging borders, planting bulbs and creating a new flower bed on the boundary between us and next door)
Autumn has arrived, it must have, Downton Abbey and Strictly are back on our television screens. The garden, however, is having none of it. Autumn, what Autumn? It has pulled out all the stops and is having a last Hurrah!
“Ignore us at your peril” the flowers call as I wonder to the studio – and I notice that I haven’t picked the dahlias in a few days.
D. Karma Lagoon has flowered and flowered this year – and is perfect in vases. d. Karma chocolate is also good. This year I hid all my Karma chocolate amongst other plants in attempt to hid them from the ear-wigs – it worked so well that it also hides the flowers from me!
The Salvias have been an absolute joy. S. Amistad is has joined them this year and it is a delight Although, it still in a large pot where it will stay until the Spring, when it will get a proper new home in one of the beds.
Although Amistad wouldn’t stay still for a photograph – not like s. confertiflora, also in a pot as it is slightly tender and I take it into the greenhouse over winter. I find the flowers of s. confertiflora so unlikely that they make me smile when ever they catch my eye.
In the low afternoon light, the garden is full of deep shadows and bright sunlight
It is going nowhere quietly!