With most of my seedlings now transplanted into pots or out in the garden, now is not the time to stop planning for the future. Cuttings have to be taken of various plants that might not make it through the winter; veg seeds will continue to be sown for late crops. Those that may not mature before winter takes hold can be used as baby veg. Gardening, as with anything else, needs forward planning. Here I am talking about winter when we haven't had our summer yet - as it is, with most of the veg plants I have put out they are not making much progress. The lack of warmth and rain is holding everything back, and the way things are going we will be lucky if we have anything to eat from the veg garden at all. Most evenings I get the hosepipe out which is a chore, just to keep everything alive - normally, this only happens during long hot summers, except for the pots which are watered on a daily basis. But the new perennial plants I have bought to replace those lost over the last hard winter soon start to droop as their roots haven't had time to establish. This year is definitely a 'gardening challenge' only the strong will survive.
Pictured above: Penstemon (the only one that survived the winter, luckily in my favourite colour).
Early morning. We drove down to the lake for a stroll in the autumn sunshine; the air was chilled in the shadows but the sun was bright. The water level was still very low; we have had hardly any rain for weeks. On the spit of land a gaggle of Canada geese preening and resting. The water still and calm.
We walked further along the lane, and there just around the bend, my favourite oak tree; a lopsided old thing with winky-wonky branches. But all was not well. The trunk had split and there was a gut-wrenching open wound.
I loved that old tree and always take a photograph of it when we are down there; a kind of tradition.
Now, half the tree lying on the ground - only fit for firewood - such a shame - I felt really sad.
Spent the morning pruning the Amelanchier which had outgrown its space. My neighbour came round with foxglove self-seeders which I planted beneath it now that there is some room. I have finally come to the end of the garden restoration project -…
A nothing much happened kind of week. Mostly it rained and rained and rained. The sun burst through for short periods then hid behind the clouds and it rained again. The garden is flattened and battered and a soggy mess. We have had the heating on it has been so chilly - even my pet sheep had their hats and scarves on.
On Monday electricians came and fitted an earthing device. On Tuesday a different electrician came and earthed us (our earthing spike had deteriorated - whatever that is) - apparently new regs said it had to be done before the house could be signed off as completed. The electrician also fitted the new ceiling lights to replace the water damaged ones.
And a new desk has been installed to replace the water damaged one.
Next week all the carpets are going to be fitted and voila - we're done. Hurrah!
Meanwhile back at the ranch - every time the sun came out I rushed into the garden to take some pics of the least damaged flowers.
" It was a morning of ground mist, yellow sunshine, and high rifts of blue, white-cloud-dappled sky. The leaves were still thick on the trees, but de-spangled gossamer threads hung on the bushes and the shrill little cries of unrest of the swallows skimming the green open spaces of the park told of autumn and change." ~ Flora Thompson"
September has been a very productive month for me. I have worked hard in the garden with a feeling of racing against time; although, in truth, there is plenty of time to do everything - I just wanted to get it done while the weather was good, so much more pleasant working outside when it is a little warmer, rather than having to wrap up in coats and boots to get it all done. I have planted every last bulb that I possess; those I saved from last year; those I bought this year; every piece of ground and every container has been put to use - if I don't get a good display in spring then something has gone seriously wrong.