Here we are, blogging from the confines of the second Lockdown, sharing our six from our gardens with you and our host The Propagator
We have had a couple of proper frosts this week and the garden has dropped leaves, the dahlias have blackened. Last week I shared Harlow Carr with you, this week I am back in my own garden, observing the last gasps of Autumn.
Penstemon are borderline hardy in my heavy clay soil. These are growing in a raised bed to aid drainage and here they thrive. The richness of the jewel like colour is a tonic on grey days of Autumn. I do not dead head these, or tidy them up for winter. I leave all the top growth, no matter how unsightly they become, only cutting back once new growth is emerging and the frost risk has passed. As extra security I take a few cuttings which usually strike very easily.
I planted a row of these asters to form an informal edge to the path. By midsummer the foliage is dark, almost black and looks strikingly handsome, repeating the darker foliage of Cercis canadensis and Sambucus Black Lace nearby. By Late Autumn they open zillions of tiny daisy like asters , creating a haze of flowers. A real sight when everything else is bowing out.
I mention the Forest Pansy so often I realise and that is because it gives such beauty. Here it is again.
Gardens are beginning to take on their winter scene and it is a good time to asses the parts you might want to change.
There are leaves to clear, roses to prune to protect against wind rock which is a big concern on my exposed garden. There are still roses but now the frost has touched them I shall prune them hard.
Lastly I will share some Autumn images taken at the garden where I work. Tree work has begun and on milder days mulching is order of the day.Tree work can begin.
I hope you can have a great weekend in your garden wherever you are and thanks for reading. D.