Mid-June, and despite cool temperatures, high winds and frequent showers, the garden is starting to simmer with colour.
Antirrhinum majus ‘Black Prince’, raised from seed by my Mum last year, has overwintered in the garden to give a lovely display of dark velvety red flowers again.
This deep red is one of my favourite colours, and recurs around the garden in the crimson buttons of scabious, and the first opening flowers of Dianthus barbatus ‘Nigricans’ raised from seed last spring.
The knautia picks out the red in the coats of the last blooms on the Aquilegia Red Hobbit, around which a riot of colour from a haphazard mix of snapdragons which also overwintered happily reflects the deep pink of the alpine geranium at their feet.
I would never have chosen this combination, but I cannot help smiling whenever I look at this little vignette, the two-tone orange and pink snapdragons are brash, but rather fun.
These fiery colours are cooled with a cloud of palest pink from the viburnum, and splashes of white around the borders. The heady scent of cloves wafts deliciously from the pinks, which came from the Devon garden of one of my Nanna’s neighbours. The campanula was raised from seed for a variety named ‘Beetroot’ – alas this plant seems to have reverted to the species with white bells speckled with pink inside. Another couple of plants still to bloom will hopefully carry the deep pink tones I was expecting.
The linaria still leans at an impossible angle, though this doesn’t seem to deter the bees.
In the herb garden, a mix of pink and white Centranthus ruber spill onto the path, while one of the sages we use for cooking is covered in flowers and bees.
The blues of cranesbills around the garden pair well with various neighbouring plants.
Everywhere is a dizzying array of fresh blooms, or newly forming buds about to burst, with sweet scents carried on the breeze from pinks, nicotiana and oenethera. I ended up pulling out the tall stands of Hesperis matronalis that I grew from seed; a pretty enough plant with its own gentle scent, and in a bigger garden I would welcome it, but it was marching thuggishly through our small garden, beginning to elbow out more favoured plants.
The garden is truly blossoming, in spite of the inclement weather. In the greenhouse, flowers on the tomatoes and cucumber plants have already formed the first fruits, gently swelling, and it does not seem so far fetched that it is almost mid-summer.
Visit May Dreams Gardens for more mid-June blooms.