Six on Saturday

Ooh, two blog posts in as many days!

I’m in the hairdressers again, and, unlike last time I was here, the sun is streaming in through the windows, I came out without a coat and there’s a definite Spring spring in my step! I love this time of year. Everything’s full of hope and the happy prospect of the summer, and all that that brings is stretching ahead with the end too far away to even contemplate.

I woke up this morning to daylight, and had a slight panic that I’d slept through my hair appointment, but no, it really was full daylight at twenty past seven! Whoop!

I did some faffing around (it is me, after all!) and then decided to take myself off to the garden to have a look. It seems to be changing quite rapidly at the moment – I’m getting a new daffodil flower approximately every other day, so that’s the first of my six – Spring bulbs.

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I know it’s not difficult to grow bulbs, I really had nothing to do with it other than planting them and chasing off the occasional foraging squirrel, but I feel really accomplished having some successful Spring bulbs and they make me happy whenever I look at them. I’m ninety five percent sure that I planted some tulips somewhere, so I’m expecting those to appear somewhere soon.

Number two I think will be my giant alliums. Strictly these are also Spring bulbs, but I’m giving them their own point because I feel their size demands it (although, as we all know, size is not everything, it’s what you do ….. no, let’s not go there!)

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The giant allium bulbs were huge! If all goes according to plan (which is looking positive) they’ll be almost as tall as me and by early to mid Summer, they’ll have huge purple globes made up of individual umbels (according to the genius that is Wikipedia, umbels are masses of tiny flowers which cluster together to form one giant mass of beautifulness (my word, not Wikipedia’s)). Thinking about it, the shoots in front of the giant alliums might be the tulips. We’ll see.

Number three. Bluebells!

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More bulbs, but this time it’s their sheer quantity which I feel justifies their own post. They’re everywhere! In pretty much every flower bed! The ones above are pushing up around the edges of the bistro, and they’ve even wiggled their way through the weed control fabric in the middle of the bistro. I’ll forgive them though – they’re not weeds, therefore it doesn’t apply to them!

Number four kind of leads on from the bulb talk because they look like bulb growth.

 

This is the flexi tub that had my courgette plant in last year, and I’ve just left it to one side while I decide what to do with it. Obviously there are some weeds growing in there, but there are also a couple of leafy growths that look suspiciously like something which would grow from a bulb, but I’ve definitely not planted any bulbs in there (unless I did it in my sleep!) I have no idea how bulbs propagate. Can it happen by wind borne means? I’m guessing that the bluebells weren’t purposely planted, at least not all of them, so they must multiply somehow. Maybe these will be bluebells. I’m going to leave them and find out.

Numero cinq involved covert operations in the front garden because I was still wearing my pyjamas and dressing gown! I crept out really quickly hoping upon hope that our neighbours wouldn’t choose that precise time to inspect their own front garden! Luckily they didn’t.

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Our Camelia is absolutely full of buds. It’s so beautiful when all those bright pink blooms emerge, but unfortunately it’s also relatively short lived and we end up with a blanket of pink on the ground which quickly turns brown. I’ll be sure to show you a picture when it’s at the height of its glory.

I don’t normally much bother with the front garden beyond trying to keep it just the right side of a shambles. Our ultimate plan is to turn the whole front garden into a bigger drive when funds allow because the back garden is quite enough, if not too much, to cope with in the limited time we have to garden. We do have some lovely plants/shrubs out the front though. I could try to transfer them I guess but it’d be a job to dig the Camelia up and I’ve read that Peonies don’t like to be moved. We’ll see – can’t hurt to try but I don’t see funds being available for the foreseeable future anyway.

Finally, I have a plethora of plants and seeds waiting to be planted or sown.

 

Top right was a sale table find from B&M Bargains, but I don’t know what it is. My Mum thinks it may be a Cotoneaster. I left it to see if it gave anything away, but so far it hasn’t. I don’t know where to plant it because I’ve no idea what conditions it likes or how big it will get!

Top left is my temporary resting place for rescued plants until I decide where they should go. There are several Hebes and several grasses. I do have a plan for some of them that I’ll be working on now it’s warming up a bit outside.

Top middle and bottom left are my most recent purchases that need to find homes. The Callicarpa Bodinieri will get BIG so I need to think carefully about that one. I did have a plan for the other four when I bought them, but I can’t remember what it was! It’ll come to me when I reread the labels.

The last three are seeds which it’s almost time to sow. Now these I do have a plan for. The Sweet Peas and the Sunflowers are going to fill up the space behind my planter while my other shrubs are still small and growing into the space and the chillis and veg are going in my new greenhouse and eventually the new raised beds.

So there’s my Six on Saturday, and now I’ve got to dash because I’m off to Edinburgh tomorrow and, och aye, I need to pack. Do check out the Propagator’s blog for more Six on Saturday fun.

An Autumnal Realisation

I wasn’t strictly planning to post today, but I find myself in a sticky situation and unable to get up to go and plant the container for which I’ve just bought multi purpose compost and horticultural grit!

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You see I have a snoozing Tinkerbell on my lap and I hate to move her! She’s all snuggled on my new Teddy Bear throw that I bought yesterday because I’m fed up with being cold!

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Genuine Teddy Bear. We all know how I feel about Teddy Bears (or if you don’t, check this post out) so I seriously hope no teddy bears were harmed in the making of this throw!

I went to the gym this morning, and as I was driving there gasping at the beauty of some of the trees as they change to their autumnal colours, I pondered on some of the blog posts I’ve read recently whose authors have been extolling the virtues of Autumn and declaring their love for this season in which we find ourselves.

I’ve found myself wondering, as I’ve read these posts, why all these people so love Autumn when my heart slowly fills with melancholy as the days draw in and the bright pinks, yellows and purples of the Summer garden are replaced by bronzes, coppers and burnt oranges.

It occurred to me that whilst I’m fully aware that there are four seasons in a year, I actually think of us as only having two proper seasons, Summer and Winter, with Spring and Autumn merely turning up as the warm up acts (or should that be cool down act in the case of Autumn?)

I asked myself, if Summer came after Autumn would I still dislike Autumn? I thought about all the things that I like about Autumn. Stunning trees with bright red leaves that take your breath away with their vividness. This one is up our road and the photo doesn’t do it justice.

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Shuffling through fallen leaves.

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Cool enough weather to wear hoodies but not so cold that you have to struggle into fifteen layers before it’s safe to leave the house.

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Being able to sleep in past 5am because the sun gets up later, but it not being so dark that I’m tired all. the. time (SAD anyone?)

Woah! Breaking news, turns out it’s not Autumn I dislike, it’s the fact that Autumn means Winter’s coming and it’s only going to get colder, darker and soul destroyingly miserable. I was not designed for the Winter months. I hate getting up in the pitch black and coming home from work in the pitch black! I hate hate hate being cold (hence the acquisition of the Teddy Bear throw) but I begrudge having to pay unscrupulous utility companies more and more each year (seriously, when are the price rises going to slow down?) just to keep at a reasonable temperature, I hate snow. Absolutely don’t understand anyone other than kids who may get the day off school getting excited about it. Yes it’s pretty until it’s been trudged through, but it’s cold, it’s slippy, it’s disruptive, it’s potentially dangerous. I digress.

I’m going to try to see Autumn as its own distinct season from now on, and maybe we’ll become happier bed fellows.

The Gousto delivery driver knocked the door as I was writing this and scared Tinkerbell off so I got to plant my container after all. I planted allium giganteum, normal alliums, tulip and snowdrop bulbs and on top I added a Calluna Vulgaris (one from the sale table at Notcutts) and some Cyclamen which were reduced in Homebase. Roll on Spring when they’ll delight us with their colour (sorry, I might have realised Autumn’s not as bad as I thought, but it’s still not a patch on Summer, and Spring means Summer’s nearly here!)

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