2025/30 - Some you win, some you lose...

 July, true Summer, and my garden has exploded. This year the Crocosmia I planted three years ago have decided they would finally show what they are capable of. Finally my 'hot border' looks hot instead of lukewarm.

Needless to say I am very happy. The Lilies (both dark red and deep orange) are doing well too. But where is the gorgeous burnt sienna Alchemilla? Vanished. The yellow one is still there, but has hardly grown.

I planted the orange one behind the broom. Oh well.

The Clivia is much happier now that she is partly in the shade of the Silver Pine, and the dark red Heuchera is blooming. But I realised, whilst mowing my grass paths, that that part of my path is disappearing under the growth of that tree... placing my circle in the middle no longer in the middle. Beginner's mistake.

My neighbour has pulled his onions. There is something deeply satisfying in a harvest, I think, even if it is not my own! Lovely glaucous greenery.

Despite some leaf wilting affliction my Buddleia are blooming happily. And the Echinacea are wonderful.

I adore them! Those Fibonacci spirals!

And they make a lovely contrast with the drumstick Aliums. My pink/purple border definitely lives up to its name now.

Mind you, the yellow one does its best as well. I decided to make use of the rampant Solidago and planted a Fennel, not knowing that that Fennel would be equally as rampant. But it has quite a nice effect, don't you think?

The other corner of my plot is a mix of yellow and purple, so that it then morphes into the purple border. There is method in my chaotic madness ;-)

My daily watering of the Hydrangeas has paid off, they are not wilting despite the dry soil in that border. But I think that self-seeded red Currant will have to go... it is too near the path.

My efforts of hiding the useful but ugly water butts are paying off. My other neighbour told me he has used the seed of my special red Lily, and it has come up in his garden. That's so cool.

Okay, I'll leave you with a pic of my Rose. It is in its second bloom, has a lovely scent and was anonymous. Have a lovely weekend, and if you are curious about my author website, here is the link: Renée Grashoff Schrijft

At 07.00 a.m., when the sun suddenly hid itself.

176E - How mighty are the strong?

 Gardener's World  (TV) is my go-to garden information guide, that is not a secret. Last week Adam Frost said something that made me think. Or rather, he asked a question: should gardeners plant only those plants that easily survive our current climate, or should we make the effort to grow plants that are struggeling with it?

My front plant bed.

   So I asked myself: didn't I decide recently to just plant the species that have proven to take my soggy heavy clay in winter and my summer concrete in their stride? This decision was the effect of my frustration and lack of funds. Buying new lovely perennial  seeds, bulbs or plants, only to see them struggle and then die within a season, is actually shitty and silly, and a waste of money. But when everyone does the same, and only uses the same limited range of survivors, then we are stuck with a very limited range of plants. Because growers aren't silly either, and have to earn their living with it, so I fear they will only grow the same survivors.

My beloved rose in the raised bed

Take my beloved Desdemona rose. She can live her best life only because she's in the raised bed. My other two roses with their feet in the clay, are struggling, despite expensive rose fertiliser, extra water, dilligent deadheading and peptalks. They are alive, but that is it.

The same goes for the huge fennel that shares the raised bed with Desdemona. I have another fennel, a red one, pining in the hot bed, which is not a 100th of the size of the one in the bed on the right.

One of my garden neighbours complained about her seedlings which simply did not come up this year. My seedlings were also disappointing. Is it our soil? Our skills? Both?

My 'hot' border

   In my hot border the 'cool' plants (for lack of a better word) are doing great. Take a look: the asters (no colour yet), the sedum (same), the grasses, the white gauras, the wormwood, the teasels, they are doing fine and are spreading. But the crocosmia, the expensive redleaved shrubs, the rust coloured lilies, the many orange/yellow kinds I have planted: sad strugglers they are, so far. Except the self-seeded buttercups, they are doing great and trying to take over my entire garden.

The result is that it isn't 'feeling hot, hot, hot'🎶, but looking green, green, green. Very restful, but that wasn't the plan. It should be my little pad of tropical South-America in Brielle!

   Perhaps I should dig it over and turn it into a Japanese Zen garden. No, only joking, I can't afford that.

Forest bathing, just about

Very cool, though. But impossible, I cannot see myself rent a crane to lift the huge rocks (to create the mountain) over the ditch. No, that's not happening.

A little positivity: my Physostegia has settled in my middle bed. She's on the verge of flowering, so there will be photos soon. She has gone walkabout, and forced my shocked scabiosa to the edge of the paving, where it is now sulking. That is a thing: plants love to walk! I can't blame them, always staying in the same spot, boring!

Along the Watersingel, where I walk Puck, has been a huge lythrum for years. I adore it. So last autumn I waited until I could gather some seeds, and sowed them next to my frog pond. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?

Lythrum, which we call cats tails

   To my joy, this has worked. She has chosen a spot in the middle of my woodpile, next to the papyrus, that has walked herself out of the pond and thought the woodpile a good spot too. The lythrum colours beautifully with the buddleia on the other side of the frog pond, and with the verbena bonariensis next to her. This morning a large, stunning dragonfly perched on the papyrus. Obviously it flew away just as I wanted to take a photograph...just my luck. That's just the way it is...

This week I have added an extra page of photos, because there is a lot to enjoy.

   Have a lovely weekend!

Renée