The magenta buddleia has been vibrant with colour for the past few weeks.
As anticipated, it is always humming happily with hoverflies and bees,
and swarming with butterflies. Besides the cabbage whites (*scowl*) we regularly see the velvety red admirals, often two or three to a flower head,
and small tortoiseshells, with their beautiful hem of blue eyes.
The bees can also be found enjoying the giant blooms of the sunflowers
and the more delicate crocosmia blooms; this yellow one suddenly appeared in a shady corner beside the shed, a change from the deeper orange cultivars that arch their necks gracefully over the remains of the borders near the house.
I love the way that this crocosmia lights up the dark space here beneath the trees; the orange tips of its buds seem to glow, while the open flowers shine brightly.
In the vegetable patch, the two asters are coming into their own; the pink one flowering freely,
while the first lemon yellow flower that opened on the other plant has settled into a pale apricot colour, with more buds about to open.
The beautiful purple poppies are still flowering profusely; the number of blooms is well into double figures now
Alongside the flowers, fat seed heads are ripening in the sun under my daily scrutiny as I wait to gather the seeds, and yet more buds are still waiting to unfurl their magic, slowly shrugging off their sepals one by one…
At the very bottom of the garden, in the corner behind our compost bins, the hawthorn tree is liberally sprinkled with red berries: a feast for the birds.
Blackberries are ripening for us on the wild brambles that scramble over from the fields, and the blackthorn tree by our front gate has plump blue/black sloes tempting us as we pass. I think it’s almost time to go foraging again…