The great water tap in the sky was turned on last Sunday, and someone forgot to turn it off. Yes, it has been warmer and there has been plenty sunshine, but overall it has been a week of very heavy showers. The sunshine, warmth and all the heavy showers were badly needed, and I am thankful for the bounty. The combination of all three are nature’s magic miracle and everything is renewed.
With that, let’s move to the happy task of selecting six bits & bobs from the garden. It’s been a topsy-turvy week for me and that’s reflected, as there’s in and out, up and down activity. Effectively, I’m over the place.
The glasshouse is
EMPTY folamh with the exception of three flourishing tomato plants, a languishing cucumber and three hanging baskets of strawberries. The baskets are not hanging, so I’ll just call them baskets. Each one sits comfortably on an upturned pot on the shelf, and they will have it all to themselves through the summer. The begonias went out, as did the annuals. Most of the marigolds, petunias and nasturtiums have been planted, while some smaller seedlings of aster and zinnia are outside but not yet planted. In the event of harsh nights, it’ll be no trouble to shelter them inside. I am well on top of things.
The daytime temperatures inside were just too hot, and it was proving very
difficult deacair to keep pots and plants watered properly. I’m delighted that I was able to grow so many plants since the last week of January. Now it’s time to set them free. Amid several days of planting out, I sat in the warmth of the glasshouse and admired the emptiness. There was some nodding off and reportedly some very light snoring. I also took time to sit outside. It’s what a garden is for.
In & Out
The begonias are a lot of
work obair I’m not sure am I watering them too much or not enough. These two are well on their way but many more are barely sprouted. I suppose I could remind myself that each small corm contains so much stored energy that when they get going there’s no stopping them.
Any keen observer will notice that these begonias are inside. For clarification, they were inside and now they’re not. They’ve been set free.
I don’t remember Ní cuimhin liom when they went out last year. It’s very unusual for me not to remember important things such as wedding dates, vaccine appointments or when the begonias went out last year.
I’ve selected this Silver Queen today to commemorate the wedding of my niece Jenny to Daire next Thursday. We wish you health, happiness and the contentment of old age together. May your Begonias thrive and your cuttings multiply!
Euonymus Silver Queen is fast becoming one of my favourite plants. It is interesting all year round and takes pride of place in my Packed Patio arrangement, so much so that I’m at a loss that it hasn’t been featured before. As Victor frequently said so emphatically: “I don’t believe it!”
I have taken six cuttings from this and all are growing, albeit still only small. I think this parent plant or one of the cuttings would look well on the sunny rockery, so perhaps it’ll happen in the autumn.
I moved into selective-deaf mode as Marion pleaded with me.
“Come down, before you fall down”, she says,but I was too high up to hear clearly.
Really, it’s a small garden: 80 feet long by 30 wide. However, there’s a lot happining. This picture, taken from
upstairs thuas staighre, following Twister-like contortions to get myself out a window smaller than myself, clearly shows that I’d be well within my rights to demolish The Craft Room on the left, but allowances must be made. We call this The Seomra, and Marion spends as much time there as I do in the garden. Having different hobbies is a wonderful thing, so on that basis, I wouldn’t dare interfere.
This week’s holiday voucher for a weekend away in Aglish is very attractive. You’ll just need to answer one simple question. Did I
climb wriggle out the upstairs window before the emptying of the glasshouse? In the event of multiple correct answers please guess the time.
Ground Ivy isn’t really an ivy at all. At least, I don’t think so. It’s in the same category as hanging baskets that aren’t hanging. It dies back during the winter but returns every year, and looks good hanging over the edge of pots. It’s also nice planted in among annuals. The official name is Nepata hederacea glechoma. I wouldn’t grow this in the ground as it is known to become invasive.
Near & Far
I really must do something about that bare wall. I’d be very tempted to hide it behind a wooden fence similar to the other side, but I’ve a feeling that it would make the garden feel narrower than it already is. Perhaps an open trellis with some suitable climbing plants? Perhaps a painted mural or a large mirror? I’ll let it be for the moment, but if anyone has any ideas, please pop a note in the suggestion box. No vouchers or prizes.
Other than that, I’m
pleased sásta with what’s going on here. The lovely Aurinia Saxitalis is still very striking and I’ve plans to put another one towards the far end. The Iberis, so beautiful a month ago, is fading. In fact, a close inspection shows something interesting. In line with a former tactic of mine when I was a teacher, I’ll say no more.
Sin a bhfuil uaimse don seachtain seo. I’ll be back again next week with another Six-on-Saturday. Thank you for reading, and to Jon for getting us all together every week. Have a good week. Stay safe. Slán go fóill.
About the author: Pádraig is the author of Grow Write Repeat. He photographs and writes about his garden in Ireland. He loves Twister, aerial photography and begonias. He also likes a long weekend away, but not in Aglish.