Where are we now? Well after a busy month, the south border is still looking lush and colourful, despite some recent downpours giving the daisies a rather flattened look. Advertisements
You will probably remember the Heap from last week’s post, if not before: a mound of top soil about four feet high that separates the two pockets of planting along the fence on the northern boundary of the garden.
A couple of weekends ago, we cut all the spent pea plants to the ground (leaving their nitrogen-fixing roots to continue to enrich the ground), weeded the top bed, and dug up all the onions.
The purple poppies are continuing to bloom in the south border; less urgently now, one or two flowers at a time alongside the nodding pepper-pots of their previous siblings. And one or two of the later blooming poppies have thrown up a surprise.
Hosted by Wordless Wednesday.
In the greenhouse, the tomatoes have long since reached the sloping glass roof and most have been trimmed back, to ensure that their energy goes into setting and ripening fruit on the many trusses all the way up their stems rather than in trying to break out of the glass.
Perhaps you may remember how excited I was last year to watch a luminous purple poppy grow and bloom in a patch of rubble in our garden-to-be last year? And how carefully I caught and stored its seed in the autumn?