August has come to an end. The days are already getting shorter. The angle of the sun is different. There`s a certain feeling in the air. The robin has begun to sing the autumn song.
Yesterday a robin and a wren were both in the greenhouse at the same time. I`m not sure about the meaning of this but it seems symbolic of something.
Despite very little rain, the plants are surviving, mainly on dew I think. We have planted more seeds in hopes of an Indian summer. Radishes, spring onions and beetroot. We have put French beans in and a few left-over calendula.
I am still busy collecting seed and sometimes wonder why I buy so many packets. At the present time they are drying in paper bags.
The wild path is wilder than ever, in fact you wouldn`t know it was a path. The tall plant is yet to be identified. It has fluffy seedheads.
Many of the dahlia tubers in the garden are barely surviving especially in the raised bed.
Having cleared a great deal of Michaelmus daisy, this path is still difficult to negotiate with a wheelbarrow. None of this has been watered.
My job for the day was starting the raspberry pruning. I will be needing gloves for the next section because of nettles.
The compost heaps are getting harder to put things "on." The raspberry canes will be burnt.
This is the result of stacking on the path at the end of last year. Fabulous hollyhock plants, sunflowers and echium. Plants for free. I usually leave them where they choose to grow.
Erigeron and californian poppies thriving at the side of the polytunnel.
But plant of the moment has to be the startlingly bright tithonia which I am so proud of.
I’m still amazed by dew. When it was so dry and we hadn’t seen a cloud for weeks there was lots of dew, so the water was there somewhere.
ReplyDeleteIt’s all growing madly now that we’ve had some welcome rain. Oh, I do hope we have an Indian Summer, I’m not ready for Autumn yet!
We have a thunderstorm coming so more rain I hope.
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