The week started with warm sunshine and cool breezes, Wednesday morning was spent at the allotment in sunshine harvesting my onions; Thursday, rain (as forecast) and a strong breeze (which wasn’t). Friday, sun. Saturday, rain (so far) and cool enough to require a lightweight fleece top – indoors!
Name that Plant – I found something online that looks very similar to this unidentified ‘ornamental grass’ my brother gave me last year – it’s Juncus Effusus, the common rush. It likes moist, poorly drained soil so I’ve stood the pot beneath a drip from the conservatory gutter.
Sedums and Sempervivums
Last year, during lockdown, hubby made a small box so I could display my remaining sempervivums. Unfortunately, neither are now in paricularly good shape so I’ve removed the sempervivums and placed some in pots and the remainder in a small seed tray. One of the pots is for my brother as part of his Christmas present. I’ve put some sedums (of which I have many) into another pot in case he wants some of those as well.
“And so the one[s] in our garden continued [their] growth peacefully, as did thousands like [them] in neglected spots all over the world. It was some little time later that the first one picked up its roots and walked.”
John Wyndham, The Day of the Triffids
I’ve had to move these because the wind kept blowing them over. They are now coralled in the Shady Border, tethered to the clematis trellis with the washing line and rustling/whispering in the breeze!
I wish I’d painted this wall sooner as the lavender is already going over and needs a trim; but the colours complement.
The Very Shady Border
I took a chance with this heuchera ‘Berry Smoothie’, which had grown a single tall and leggy stem with a couple of leaves perched on top, and cut it down to the base. Now new leaves are growing so it looks as though it might recover. I’ve added more soil to this little bed and, having removed the foxglove roots, added the remaining sedums from my little box (see above). I’ve also placed it under a mini-cloche as a couple of leaves have disappeared.
Foxgloves filled a gap in the garden this year, but I don’t want to grow them again so I’ve cut them all down before the seeds form and drop, and removed the roots of the ones I can reach in the raised beds. Where I couldn’t reach, new and shorter plants are now flowering.
As the rain beats against the window and our evening meal bubbles away in the slow-cooker (beef stew to be served with suet dumplings, steamed and buttered cabbage and new potatoes), today will be spent reading the other Sixes (via The Propagator), adding details of some new seeds onto my master spreadsheet; and thinking how best to improve the soil in my allotment bed – digging it out is currently favourite!
Aternatively, an afternoon lazing under a warm blanket in the conservatory listening to the rain tap-dancing on the roof and reading The Constant Rabbit by Jasper Fforde might also be on the cards. I have just spent four days reading Jane Eyre and am in need of something more lighthearted!