It’s been hectic these past two weeks and I suspect it’s going to be like that in the run up to Christmas. I missed last week’s six and didn’t manage to check out all your lovely blogs, but this week I’ll be able to take a tour and say hello.
The garden is in a sad state, there’s been so much rain and I’m tired of digging in heavy, muddy clay. I console myself with thoughts of snowdrops, narcissus, muscari, hellebores, little iris reticulata and more, that will bring colour back to the garden from late winter through spring. Perhaps this autumn will morph into a beautiful crisp winter. 😊
I caught sight of the Japanese Acer’s colour from an upstairs window on Monday morning. When the sun shines, the tree glows – but this was a heavily overcast day and the colour seemed unusually strong, a rich red with purple tones. I went out and took a few shots before the rain started again. It’s in a fairly sheltered area of the garden and the leaves have collected below the tree, but the colour of those still on the tree was beautiful. I’m glad I got a few shots; by next morning they were gone.
The colours of the hydrangea leaves are captivating, if they can hold on a little longer I’m sure they’re going to be even more lovely than they are just now.
These photographs were taken yesterday morning, the 13th November. What a pretty sight for a cold, blustery day so late in the year.
Now, this is what I call purple. A vivid steely purple and probably not for the faint-hearted. It has waited a good number of months to find it’s home in the ground, but last week I finally braved the rain and got it into the soil. I’m hoping that its yet-to-flower plant-companions will blend well with its metallic colour.
The seeds of Ammi visnaga were sown during September, and growth has been slow, but steady. They’re tiny, but I potted them on during the week. They’ll go into the cold frame where Monty Don says they will not put on any growth over the winter but will take off in spring. I’m sure he’s right.
Up, Up and away
We knew that stormy weather was coming, but it wouldn’t be any different from any other storm; windy weather is one of the main features of where we live. We’re used to it (that doesn’t mean we don’t complain about it). “I’ll photograph the leaves on the ground tomorrow”, I told myself. When tomorrow arrived the trees were bare, but there were no leaves on the ground. The wind had taken them over the fence, into the fields or over the rooftops and onto the beach. Who knows. I had no leaves to photograph – instead, crab apples were littering the ground. Loads of them, and they’ve been dropping daily since.
Just for comparison, these were the leaves on the path on 7th November last year.
This week I’ve lifted the dahlias and planted a standard rose, ‘James L Austin’ but more about that another time. The tulips will be planted next week (that’s the plan) and that will be another job ticked off the never-ending list. As quickly as I score one item off the page, another (two or three) takes its place. But I think that happens to all of us. Meantime, I hope your autumn is still rich in colour and that you’re staying safe in these troubled times. Take care and be sure to check out more blogs from around the world on Six on Saturday.
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