Here in North Wales, Autumn is living up to its”Season of Mists” once more, if not the “mellow fruitfulness”. I’m more than ready for clear, cold and dry days now. I’m typing this in semi-darkness as the ‘mist’ is blanketing the windows and we’ll have to rope ourselves together just to get to the wood store without incident.
So here are some photographs I took when we still had daylight!
Now you see them, now you don’t. My neighbour’s tree stripped of its leaves in 10 minutes in the winds a couple of weeks ago.
The final hurrah from this year’s Japanese anemones. They started flowering too early and have run out of energy; I’ve had them flowing well into December before now. If we manage a couple of dry days anytime this side of Christmas, I’ll be cutting them down to ground level and removing the iris foliage.
Despite threats of last Bank Holiday weekend being the coldest on record, here in North East Wales at least, we had four days of clear, dry and sunny weather. Yes, it was cool out of the sun but pleasant enough to enjoy a coffee or two on the patio mid-morning, and hot enough on Tuesday to work up a sweat building vegetable cages down at the allotment bed for four hours.
The front garden is in transition. Peony leaves were on the cusp of changing colour (until I cut them off); sunflower petals are fading fast. The mexican feather grass is at its bushiest (I’m itching to give it a hair cut, but that’s a job for spring); hiding beneath are the fuchsia plants I grew last year from cuttings, and which I hope will form a fuchsia hedge in time. Yet cosmos and calendula continue to flower freely, and there is still the occasional bright-blue flash of a cornflower. I’ve given the lavender a haircut this morning and cleared some space around my two remaining heuchera.
The aptly-named Autumn Joy is beginning to flower. This is one of the root cuttings I took last spring. I put three each in two terracotta urns in the front garden. I might manage to squeeze one more in each pot once the alyssum is finished.
Japanese anemones in the shady corner of the front border, which started out actually IN the corner but have spread outwards leaving a bare patch. My neighbour still hasn’t noticed that his wall has collapsed – after almost a year! The alpine strawberries like it here, astilbes don’t.
My first pepper! All that to-ing and fro-ing to the potting shed with a cotton bud and a soap spray has paid off.
This Lollo Rosso lettuce looks very pretty growing in a strawberry pot and is still providing leaves for salads. I’ll definitely grow salad leaves in these strawberry pots again.
The wood is a large branch we ended up with after we first persuaded our neighbour to cut back one of his trees. I think it is sycamore and where the bark has peeled off, different shades and colours are revealed .
Much as I would like to leave this sunflower for the birds to peck at, I don’t want an explosion of sunflowers in the front border next Summer. I’ll keep an eye on it and try to catch the seeds.
This is my very poorly-looking heuchera Lime Marmalade, which was being smothered in the front border so I removed it a few weeks ago and placed in a pot in the shady half of the patio. I’m hoping this is new growth and not its final bow!
And now the sun has come out again, I’m off to pick some French climbing beans. I need a stepladder to reach them.
But first, coffee and a slice of cake while I see what everyone else is up to over at The Propagator’s Six on Saturday post.