Well I seem to be late for everything this month. And so it is with the unmissable Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day, hosted by Carol at May Dreams Gardens, which for some time now I have been using as a way of stepping back and looking, properly at the garden and where it is in the year (instead of just seeing the usual tick-list of jobs that became urgent last week).
I blame a certain lethargy brought on by the impending frosts. And the recent demise of Slide.com, which was my way of indulging in loads of photos without the guilt of having to inflict them on anyone unless they wanted to sit through them all.
So I’m afraid this month you’ll have to look at all my photos, one by one: either that, or log off right now and go do something more improving instead.
Since it’s undeniably autumn now – the swishing sound as I walk becoming less and less easy to ignore, or indeed wilfully deny – I’ll start not with flowers but with berries, filling my garden gradually from the yellow buttons of Sorbus ‘Joseph Rock’ to hips and cotoneaster berries and the little jewel-like Tomato ‘Hundreds and Thousands’ tumbling over the tubs on my patio.
There are always lots of wildlings in my garden – and several are having a second flush at the moment.
Some aren’t strictly wildings but sort of naturalised garden plants: the Anemone x japonica ‘Honorine Jobert’ is going mad in the front garden and will have to be sorted out at some point. Not now though.
But there have been two annual stars which have really stolen the show. The first is my bronze fennel: a lovely foil for other plants while they have their summer spell in the spotlight, but now a fireworks display of golden yellow.
So adorable have they been, in fact, that I’m going to follow some advice Chris Ireland-Jones gave me on my recent visit to Avon Bulbs and try to overwinter them in the greenhouse. He says if you can cut them back hard, pot them up and bring them in, they have a head start on the season next year. Twice this display will be quite, quite ravishing. Can’t wait.