The last day of August arrives, heralding Summer’s decline; yet the garden is not giving up without a fight. Advertisements
For six weeks or more we have been enjoying baskets full of sweet sun-ripened tomatoes from the greenhouse.
After a few weeks of high winds sweeping our hilltop, many of the Verbena bonariensis stems went from rakish angles to almost horizontal, leaning heavily on their neighbours.
Aster x frikartii Mönch, planted earlier this year, has opened its first flowers.
There is a cluster of small trees along our wild boundary with the field, which in spring are covered in white foaming blossom, while through the summer small green fruits grow and slowly turn purple.
A wonderful tongue-rolling name for the cultivar group of kohlrabi, the German turnip (Brassica oleracea Gongylodes group).
The mid-August garden is still awash with colour. The light is changing slightly as summer draws on; towards the end of the day the shadows seem deeper and flowers glow vividly in this early evening caress.
A wet weekend was forecast, punctuated with thundery showers, and indeed Saturday saw a few squalls pass through, so when I slipped into the garden after breakfast on Sunday it was with the anticipation of soon being driven into the greenhouse by rain.
Continuing my review of progress in our kitchen garden at the start of August.