Is the year slipping away from me? I took the photos for last month's end of month view post but somehow they never made it to the blog so here is a two for the price of one blog because the record is so interesting and useful. It makes you stop and look and think.
Here is the side garden at the end of June:
The oriental poppies are still in flower and the blue hardy geraniums and simple orange day lillies.
By the end of July the hardy geraniums and poppies have been cut back hard although the day lillies are still going strong. The gazebo is up for a party with some friends who live in the US and are over here for the Olympics. We had a great time with them and other friends who came up to spend time with them. This makes the garden look quite formal which is misleading! It is not.
By the end of July the stars of the side garden are Crocosmia Lucifer and a persicaria given to me by a friend. The fennel too is soaring and the rudbeckia and cosmos are beginning to fill out the gaps created by the cutting down of the poppies.
Out in the field things have changed a lot too. The orchard grass was long at the end of June:
By the end of July the grass is cut and the shadows are a little longer and suddenly you see why July is called Gorfennhaf in Welsh, the end of summer.
But the cutting garden if firing all cylinders now. At the end of June the lupins were the star of the show. They are fabulous but I have not been able to find a way to use them as cut flowers. They are so huge, four foot high spikes of colour, that the scale defeats me inside but I love them anyway.
Now all the annual stuff is out: echium and calendula, cosmos and bupleurum and dahlias in all their spiky exuberance.
The new meadow too has flowered. I am still undecided as to what to do about for next year. That is a blog in itself.
At the end of June there was some flower but a lot of foliage.
The meadow is a combination of glorious and disappointing. At this end, where the fire site was, the grass was hugely reduced and it is glorious.
The further it gets towards the compost heaps, the more grass and the less flower there is. But I do love it.
The sunny bank doesn't change much at this time of year. I had better cut back the valerian which is bent on world domination.
The kitchen garden doesn't look too different from this angle either. This is the end of June and everything, if you stand at the top of the steps and look in this direction, is the same at the end of July. But the climbing rose which was glorious at the end of June has gone over now.
So here we stand poised at the beginning of August. This is around the time of year when, for most of my gardening life, I have lost interest in the garden and gone on holiday. But up here the vegetable garden starts to produce in earnest and the cutting garden, for the very first time, is a delight. We just need a couple of weeks of hot sunshine and lazy days and who knows, I may be converted to a late summer gardener.