2025/14 - Going up, up, up!

 So far climbers have not done very well in Hunky Dory...but I am nothing if not extremely persistent. ( Or stubborn. Call me foolhardy, in fact you can call me anything you like except boring)

After some lovely sunny days today started foggy and then turned misty. I swear I was driving in and out of clouds that were hanging on the fields, on my way to the nursery. Very atmospheric.

I wanted to get some climbers for that frame I built some weeks ago, and for the frame I built two years ago. You know, the one where all climbers I have put there so far have died within months. Why? Frith knows.

The idea was that I would have somewhere to sit in the shade, as there isn't any in my garden. So I built the frame, put the chair in and waited for the plants to scramble up. Instead they all died, two years in a row.

This time I put two Lonicera against it, a red one and a yellow one. Fingers crossed!

This time I used a pot!!!

   As you can just about spot, the Trachelospermum is yellow with brown spots, definitely ailing. There used to be brown beans in that plot when I took over the garden...I blame them by lack of a clear culprit.

   So this time I put the Lonicera in pots! It means watering them, but hey, anything for a green canopy.

   

   The other climbers, the ones against the new frame, are in large pots as well. At least that way I can control the soil. My summer concrete is not very friendly to some plants.

Front left is a plant I had never heard of before, it looks very fresh. It is a Stephanandis Tanakes.

Next is my sugarsnap, which has doubled in size in one week, goody! Next to that is a kiwi. The large pot in the back on the right is a Schneewitchen rose. I used to have one years ago and it shot up the pergola then, so hopefully it will now as well.

The kiwi. It is a self-pollinator, so that's handy.

That grass needs mowing already!

I've moved the obelisk from the frog pond to here, and will put two perennial lathyrus against it, but first I want to give it a new coat of paint.

My veg and seedlings. It has been quite hot already, so they are shooting up. But the beans will have to stay in the greenhouse until May, so I'll need to repot them.

My spring bulb border next to the greenhouse is looking good. A lot of those seedlings will be put out in here when those bulbs are spent.

The lime green of the Euphorbia makes the back bed zing! Especially next to the fresh Artichoke leaves, which I adore.

I cut off the spent flowerstalks last week, and managed to hurt my knee in the process. I thought I'd push over the largest stalk, and did, but lost my balance and twisted my knee. I have been hobbling for a week, such a drag.

Right, I'll leave you with another pic of my Artichokes.

Have a lovely weekend, won't you?

Renée 

3 - Mediterranean

 Smug in the face of climate change in my delta, I had my sunshade right, bring it on, in Spring 2019 I filled my garden with plants that should be able to cope better with the weather. The sickly Lonicera seemed to have perked up a bit, so I told it to hang on and dragged, pushed and shoved its trellis planter to the most shady corner. That means shade until mid-morning, sun thereafter. I put Nasturtium seeds at its feet for company. And rigged a line between a teepee and the rainpipe for my runner bean to climb. I could already taste the fresh beans, love them. Fired by the urge to grow some more veg, I sowed salad greens, got a tomato and a chilli plant and begged one of my friend's strawberries off him. Along with the herbs that had done very well and a variety of Pelargoniums in the railing planters, my garden looked very different from the first year. I was tempted to get a Musa...better not, that ever blowing wind, eh?

Puck and I installed ourselves on a lounger with book, beer, bone and a bowl of water and watched the veg grow. Every afternoon the jackdaws from the roost at the end of the street would line up on the edge of the roof opposite and stare at us. Puck would stare right back, she's very protective. Swifts swooped, a cuckoo called in the distance, the occasional screeching ringneck parakeet flew past, the slugs held war councils amongst themselves and the bees for some reason lacked.

That previous windstill scorching summer, I had had plenty of bees, hoverflies, wasps, houseflies and, darn it, mosquitoes. So what had happened? Well, there was the wind. We had extreme amounts of wind in 2019. And my Mediterranean collection didn't attract a lot of bees for some reason. In fact, my entire harvest of runner beans, non pollinated, consisted of 1 beautiful bean. Puck and I shared it ceremoniously and pronounced it delicious.

The Nasturtiums did very well, climbing the trellis, and trailing elegantly over the edge of the planter. But the Honeysuckle again dropped all its buds and most of its leaves. Then an unprecedented Summer gale struck. It whipped my Roses, tore off their leaves, gave the Pelargoniums a good shaking, threw over the Fatsia and tomato and made my tiny side table sail away. It landed three floors down and 10 m away at 3 cm from the fender of a Lexus. Some very posh neighbours here. For some reason this particular one was not amused. He screamed at me that I am an irresponsible nutty plantgeek. It sounds even worse in Dutch. So rude!

Okay, I did take better care of storm damage prevention after that. My roses recovered, I was so happy they did. And there was another, very unexpected, little success. When I arrived in this street in June 2018 there were no plants on the balconies. Some folk had artistic Buddhas, most had expensive lounge sets, and there were plastic lavenders and grasses dotted here and there (no doubt weighted down with heavy rocks). But nothing green and alive. Until I noticed in 2019 that on one of the balconies a miniature olive tree appeared (clashing somewhat with that Buddha) and look, on another a couple of tasteful clipped buxus balls. One family even went wild and put two mini palm trees on, hung with solar lights. Not outdone, the man in the flat opposite put down a cheerful planter full of geraniums and sat next to it every evening,  smoking and calling Poland.

See, my darling, I told Puck. Even a drop of water can eventually wear down a rock. All we have to do is show them how lovely real plants are. Puck agreed. She always does, good girl.

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