I have been shamefully remiss. Unlike Fred who posts on SoS even when he goes on holiday, or Gill who knocks out an SoS after suffering an injury, or even more amazingly, our illustrious leader Jon the Propagator who posts on the morning he is going to run a marathon, I have wallowed in inertia for most of the winter.
It is inexcusable. I have no excuse. And now, suddenly, in just a few weeks, the garden has burst forth into Spring. It has erupted, burgeoned, effloresced. It has uplifted and delighted. Despite more rain than we know what to do with in this wide brown land ( well, it was a couple of years ago) I feel I have to do the garden justice.
One: Above, the reliable offering from the Ranunculus. I love the very whiteness of it tempered by a smattering of pink petals in the centre. It has self-seeded generously and I’m happy about that. The more the merrier.
Two: A sunny group of Heucheras. Now there’s a little more shade in the garden I am slowly building up a collection of these colourful plants. They are accompanied by a recently purchased Hellebore which has given every indication that it likes this spot.
Three: Narcissi are on the way out after a stellar performance: Dutch iris and Geums are coming into their own. The silver birches are coming into leaf, but the Tallow is yet to make a move. It will beautiful when it does.
Four: Being the kind of gardener who squeezes in as much as possible and who is often unable to pass up bargains at a nursery, there’s often not a lot of space in which to plant new purchases. Is it only me who buys and then comes home and wanders around wondering where to place a new addition? It makes for a colourful spring, though and that’s always a bonus.
Five: Another corner of the garden: fresh new leaves on the roses, hibiscus and fig; the ground dappled with shade and the last petals from the ornamental pears.
Five: There’s a plethora of pink in the front garden as crabapple, Loropetalum ‘Plum Gorgeous’ and Leptospermum (not completely in bloom ) vie for the best showing. Please excuse the border of weeds in front of the box hedge. I use the word ‘hedge’ with trepidation in case anyone notices how pathetic it is. It came with the house, is more than eight years old, has never really amounted to anything.
Six: Tulipa saxitilus planted last May. There were three flowers, and this is the last of them. Some of my species tulips haven’t appeared this spring, and I think the wet winter has done for them, sadly. This year, I have only watered the garden once.
Those are my six. To see what is happening in other gardens, pop over to the Propagator’s blog and check in.
Weather today: Sunny with a brief shower. 11-21 degrees C.