At the end of June, I visited a garden that has been on my wishlist for a couple of years now.
Like many other anemones, the beautiful ivory flowers of Anemone magellanica that shone in May and June soon transformed into characteristic round seed-heads.
One of the myriad benefits of RHS membership is the annual opportunity to select seeds harvested from the four main RHS gardens, which I took advantage of last year for the first time.
Last July, I bought this unnamed blue Agapanthus at one of the Crocus open days.
On a whim last October, I ordered seeds of Tulipa sprengeri; seduced by images of this scarlet species tulip, which is said to naturalise and self-seed well, although bulbs are not commonly available.
Another weekend of enthusiastic sunshine coaxed some of the daffodils in the back garden into flower, joining the chorus lines out the front.
The winter solstice takes us out to the darkest, furthest reaches from the sun before we spin gratefully towards the light once more.
Last week, I sowed a packet of Echinops Ruthenicus ( Echinops ritro ssp. ruthenicus ‘Globe Thistle’ ) into modules in an unheated propagator and placed it on a south-facing windowsill.
removed their tired flowerheads, which have withstood the ravages of winter, lending an elegant architecture to the dilapidated border through wind, rain, sleet and snow
This weekend we were working mostly inside the house. I wasn’t in the garden much, besides half an hour or so chopping kindling for the fire in the icy rain, which nevertheless melted away the last of our snow. Obviously I have made a mistake in allowing my phenomenal axe-handling skills to be witnessed by …