Over the weekend, my dad did a sterling job of digging out the invading weeds in the raspberry patch, while King of the Hill put in the first two tiers of a post and wire support for the two rows of summer-fruiting raspberries, and I finally tied up this year’s fruiting canes, just as the first fruits begin to ripen.
This area is looking very tidy again now, with ruby jewels gleaming on the three rows of strawberry plants at the front, and among the raspberry canes. Brambles and ivy tend to creep in here from next door, along with the usual nettles, dandelions and creeping buttercup that spring up everywhere, so it will require vigilance to keep this patch so clear, but at the minute it is rather wonderful. Good teamwork!
King of the Hill then built the outdoor staging that he had planned, which was then placed in front of one of the woodstores, and subsequently loaded with the trays of plants that are hardening off, or waiting to go into the ground. The paths around the veg patch are looking a little more tidy now too, without this clutter of trays and pots.
Whilst King of the Hill moved on to building a potting bench for my mum to take home, and dad wrestled weeds, mum and I busied ourselves finding homes for some of the car-load of plants that my parents had brought up with them. Our two fledgling mini-borders now have alchemilla mollis, geraniums and a Cornus Sanguinea ‘Midwinter Fire’ from my parents garden added to them, with many more pots added to our collective to be planted when we reclaim more of the borders.
A few plant purchases were made over the weekend too, including a Knautia Macedonica which lured me from a local nursery’s stand at the farmers’ market. This has gone into the small sub-border along the fence, where a beautiful dark red button now dances in the sunshine. Nearby, the achillea bought at Malvern has come into bloom with the most beautiful deep vermilion flowers.
Across in the opposite border along the field, the red oriental poppy that I dug up before the fencing works began, and finally planted out last week to avoid it drying out so much in its pot, has begun to show a peep of its red skirts. What a tease!
At the front of the house, we inherited a rambling rose that we had to cut back hard in order to re-render the house two years ago. Planted at the very edge of the house, I lightly trained the regrowth along the adjacent fence instead of back up the house, which meant that we didn’t need to cut it back again in order to paint the house. This week it has begun to flower exuberantly, covered with pale pink flowers and hundreds of buds still to open.
I am loving these little glimpses of summer, not to mention long days in the garden with family and friends, barbecues and bees.