Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts

Monday, 13 August 2018

Slow Summer Days

Hello again. It's three weeks into the school holidays now and I've been enjoying a much slower pace of life here at the House with the Blue Door. 


Term time gets busier as the summer approaches, but as the six-week break comes into view I can feel my shoulders dropping and think of the time I'll have to do all the things I want to do (often an unrealistic expectation, as it's impossible to fulfill all my creative ambitions, as well as all my house-and garden-related plans). So I thought I'd have a little look back at what was going on here since I last posted. There were a lot of berries. An awful lot of berries. Almost every evening I went out with my colander and picked first of all the redcurrants. I don't think there have ever been so many! We only have one bush of each currant, but they have grown huge, as tall as me in fact. I gave the currant bushes a good prune yesterday and the garden is looking a lot less jungly now.


It was a very bountiful harvest, and they are now sitting in the freezer waiting to be made into jelly.


Then came the wild strawberries. Anyone who grows them will know that they love to send their suckers around the garden into every nook and cranny. I do love them for that. Such a pretty little plant, and the fruit are delicious. 


I took them to work in plain yoghurt for my lunch each day.


Next came the blackcurrants, always a week or so behind the redcurrants. The foliage has a delicious curranty smell, but was absolutely covered in ants. Picking them was a tricky business as I picked a handful of ants each time, most of which decided to march up my arm and into my clothes. Ugh.



Then raspberries, one of my favourite berries. They were yummy, and it was lovely to pick them outside in the evening through the hot days of the heatwave.



I decided to make these lovely fruits into a summer pudding. I'd only made one once before rather unsuccessfully, so I thought I'd have another go. I followed this recipe and used ordinary sliced white bread as well as frozen blackberries, and although it didn't hold its shape very well it was delicious with cream. A very summery treat.


Another harvest which I always enjoy picking is our lavender. We have one huge bush and a couple of small ones, and I pick and dry it it to make into lavender bags. The heavenly smell as I collected it is so relaxing.


I always leave some flowers for the bees though.


We had a heatwave here in the UK, with no rain for weeks on end and temperatures around 30 degrees. The grass turned brown and crispy and we watered the plants a great deal, but the endless sunshine has been fabulous. Clover has enjoyed it enormously, but at times has sensibly found the coolest parts of the house to snooze in.


How she can sunbathe on the roof of the shed in all that fur, I can't imagine.


The odd glass of fresh mint tea has cooled me down when the heat is too much. I snip it from pots outside the back door and take it out to the garden to drink.


This year I've got my act together and actually managed to feed the pots and hanging baskets weekly, and they have rewarded me with so many lovely flowers and herbs. There are scented pelargoniums - this one's called 'Orange Fizz' and its leaves have a deliciously orangey smell.


These pelargoniums over-wintered in my shed and are looking vey floriferous indeed (love that word).


This year our hanging baskets finally look full and flowery instead of a bit limp and sparse. Must remember to feed them next year.





This unusual peach-coloured verbena caught my eye at the garden centre. Such a soft shade.


Unusually for me, I've gone for pale shades on our windowsill, and I rather like them. It wasn't intentional, just what I bought on impulse in the supermarket.


However, out in the garden things have been hotting up, both in temperature and hue. Another supermarket purchase was a couple of packets of lily bulbs. I've never grown lilies before. My, they grew fast. And when they bloomed last week they were enormous! Great pink stars exploding like mini fireworks.




Their perfume was intense too, and drifted around the garden especially in the evening. It mingled with the scent of the phlox which are now in bloom and the sweet peas which I picked, and made a very fragrant place to read my book in.



At dusk now the self-seeded evening primroses live up to their name and open their pale four-petalled flowers to the insects.


I love how they look underneath our wonky rowan tree which is dripping with fruit this year. Yellow and orange together is such a late summer colour combination.


I'm often tempted to make some rowan jelly, but can't bring myself to deny the birds those orange berries. They always get eaten very quickly.


The fennel is now in bloom and is a magnet for all sorts of buzzing creatures. It's always covered in hoverflies, wasps and little flies of all sorts, a very wildlife-friendly plant.


Well, that's the end of my round-up of the last couple of weeks. I hope that you're enjoying the summer so far and finding time to relax and smell the flowers. 
See you soon x

Sunday, 1 July 2018

Beautiful June


Hello again, it's been a while since I dropped by and in the meantime, the seasons have moved from spring to glorious summer. And I have to say it has been absolutely wonderful in these parts. The lack of rain has meant that watering takes up most of my evenings, and our new water butt ran dry over a week ago, but we can't say it wasn't a lovely June. The solstice and Midsummer's Day were marked by me as always with roses and candles, and I try not to remember that the days are now shortening, but prefer to focus on enjoying this fabulous time of year when the evenings seem to go on forever. 


I've loved coming home from work every day and heading for the garden to potter about deadheading things and staking plants. But by far my favourite summer evening activity of all is smelling the flowers, especially the roses. 


They have been beautiful this year, and fill the borders and walls with the most luscious blooms and perfume. Here's lovely Gertrude Jekyll filling the air with the smell of Turkish Delight.



This year was the turn of New Dawn to shine. We've lived in our house for 20 years now, and some of these roses were here when we moved in. I don't do much to them apart from pruning in spring, and New Dawn hasn't been touched all year. But it has rewarded us with a profusion of flowers this year, all scrambling around the front door and heading on up the wall. This photo was taken just before it got dark, when the pale blooms shone out in the dusk.


Here in daylight you can see the pretty soft pink of the petals.


It has a delicate tea-like perfume, quite different to Gertrude.


Many-petalled William Shakespeare was as richly-scented as ever,


and along with graceful Mortimer Sackler,  


a rose which the label said was Guinee (but which doesn't seem to be dark enough), grows up the back of the garage. It's also flowered more than ever this summer.




Our garden isn't attached to the back of our terraced house, as a shared access way and garages lie between them, a common layout for Somerset cottages. So my first sight of the garden is always revealed as I round the corner of the garage. When the roses are in bloom they frame my shed prettily.


Temperatures have risen here to over 30 degrees on many days recently, and while I adore the sunshine I usually like to find a shady place to sit. On a bench just outside my shed is perfect, and it's here that I've squeezed in a bit of crochet when I can.


The roses inspire me at this time of year to be creative, and this year I made a pretty crocheted wreath to hang in our house using Lucy's May Rose pattern.


I was very happy with the finished result, as I'd tried to match the colours to the roses that we grow.


Another rose-inspired activity was my annual baking of rose petal shortbread. I've made this for years, as you can see herehere and here.


I made a big batch and took some to work to share with my fellow teaching assistants at break time with our coffee. I had plenty left over to share with everyone at home too. There are five of us at home for the summer now, so the house is full again. J is home again before he starts post-graduate study next year, and B is here too. And our D, our youngest, is heading off to uni in September. 


I always think that if each month has a colour, then June's is definitely pink, and a deep pink at that. So many of the flowers in bloom in June seem to be this colour, and with them comes the warmth. This rose campion is a new addition this year, and it's flowers are such a bright pink that they don't look real against their silvery foliage.


The peonies were wonderful, and over very quickly in the heat. Blowsy and abundant, they were glorious.


There have been other lovely perennials too: spotty foxgloves;


yellow flag iris;


Iris Sibirica;


pale pink oriental poppies;


sunlit chives;


my favourite allium, rose garlic;


delicate purple greanium;


pink and silver spiky astrantia;


my first go at growing helichrysums


and deliciously-scented pinks. Their clove-like perfume is so strong that it drifts around the garden on the evening air while I'm watering.



Back to roses again, and the stripy, raspberry-ripple petals of rosa mundi unfold as the other roses are past their best and extend the rose season in our garden.



And here's a warning - if you don't like creepy-crawlies, look away now. This little crab spider has been living in the blooms of rosa mundi for days now. It doesn't make a web, but catches its prey instead. I found it holding a dead bee last week.


And I found this gorgeous white ermine moth on the side of my shed. Isn't it a rather sophisticated and classy moth?


Our tiny pond has gone from strength to strength, as I've surrounded it with lots of foliage this year to make it more wildlife-friendly. You can just about see the water under the marsh marigold leaves. I'm hoping that the tadpoles that have grown from frog and newt spawn donated by a friend are growing into frogs now.


It's been 4 years now since I started blogging and, although I'm not as regular a blogger as I used to be, this little corner of the internet is still important to me as a place where I can share all the flowery and creative things that make me happy and that I know you get too, dear readers. So before I go I'd like to say thank you if you still drop by from time to time - it's much appreciated xxx