Today I am sharing my Tuesday view but it is not actually mine. Going against the spirit of the meme Cathy hosts, I hope I will be forgiven, this is my view today.
A long narrow garden with brick and pebble paths there is no grass to maintain. Instead the whole garden is packed with plants. There are half a dozen trees, including a couple of mature apples, a beech and an ornamental weeping pear.
There are rambler roses and honeysuckle clambering around. These predate the new planting of white foxgloves, poppies, evening primrose, perennial sweet pea and knautia macedonia. Valerian, fennel, alliums and geraniums to name just a few.
There are lots of grasses including Stipa gigantea, stipa tenuissima and stipa arundica. Through the planting there is a stepping path of sleepers set in the ground to enable easier access for maintenance and for complete immersion through the plants. Low growing thyme and vinca minor have been planted around the timbers.
It is a delightful sight especially as I do not have to work on it, I can just enjoy its prettiness. Further down the garden there are a number of ramshackle buildings including a summer house, log store, studio and shed. Yes this garden has not one but five buildings. In the first photo you can see the exterior of the brick built studio. This is the approach to the summerhouse.
How sweet is this.
Another look at the succulent planter.
I have just arrived for a few days break in Christina’s cottage. Her garden is a picture and the house was full of little pots of flowers. As there is a hay fever sufferer in our group I have put the flowers outside. The sweet peas are deep purple, the quiet version of that name.
What a good idea unless the wind gets up I suppose.
So these are my borrowed in a Vase on Monday to join Cathy. Have a good day all.
Cathy is the host of this lovely weekly feature and those of us who take part or who read the posts know all about the exquisite selection home grown flowers can offer. With this in mind I would like to share my British bunch, grown and picked by me. Just as normal really!
The centrepiece to the bunch is an extraordinarily dark lily. I grow a number of lilies in a raised bed and just leave them to it. This year the lily beetle has found them and I had to strip the leaves as they were covered in a black gunk. The flower seems to be untouched so I think it’s fair to say I got away with that one.
I cannot praise this (David Austin) rose enough, it’s a firm favourite. It picks up the orange lily bud in a soft tone of orange to which I have added a few sprigs of vibrant purple Verbena bonariensis and some soft green grey poppy seed heads.
All that was left was to decide on a vessel. It had to be the orange brown apothecary jar as the colours seem to work.
The weather here is full on Summer reaching a sultry 29 degrees today. Incredible and dare I say it, not very British. The flowers are though.
The hemerocallis, Daylilies are showing off having reached new heights this year
The roses are looking lovely, lots and lots of flowers to enjoy, here in this bed is the pink of Gertrude Jekyll. On the diagonally opposite bed is Rose The Lark Ascending. I would be hard torn to choose between these.
I hope you are enjoying this Summer weather and the long days of light. It is a special time of year. Cathy hosts the Tuesday view, take a look at her beautiful garden in Bavaria.
The wind has blasted the roses relentlessly for a few days. These are some of the snips. Starting with the palest pink, very strongly scented rose. It was against the fence outside my gate when we moved here but had never flowered. Donkey poop sorts all such issues, thanks Sally, the owner rather than the quadruped.
A delicate, baby girl pink with some Erigeron which is seeding around the drive nicely.
Then there is an orangey, warm toned pink coloured rose called Morning Mist which was a gift from Linda and Matt. It has not needed any ‘special’ assistance, flowering with its pretty open cup blooms, profusely all Summer. It has a gentle rose scent, the bees love it and it is quickly taking over its wall.
The red rose below is one that I would not have chosen and yet I have three of them, planted by a previous occupant. Eye catching maybe, the colour of those roses sold on February 14th yet they do nothing for me: they do not repeat flower, they fade as they open and have no scent to speak of. In case you wondered, I am not a fan but they certainly stand out against the black painted weather boards of the barn. Here they are in one of my little bottles.
These are my flowers this Monday to join all those lovely, like-minded bloggers out there who are sharing their garden flowers with Cathy.