Fencing and Feathers

It’s been a week of mixed fortunes.

Lovely warm days, some rain to revive the plants and the gardeners, a new fence and the excitement of planning for a flower border. On the downside, the garden is full of wasps around the fruit and my husband had a very unpleasant sting with an allergic reaction. I’m usually very relaxed about garden insects but it’s made me a bit jittery.

We have had an ugly and useless privet hedge replaced by a fence. So now I will have a border in which to plant lovely flowers. Also underneath the adjoining soil is an old path which will run alongside. This was hidden by the overhanging hedge. Much uncovering to do yet but here’s a glimpse.

You can see in the last photo how far the hedge spread on our side. The fence is paler where it had been covered by it. The potted shrub was standing in the corner and hasn’t been moved. You can see the area that was taken up by the privet. It’s given us a lot more useable space.

Another small problem this week has been the killing of birds by a neighbourhood cat! The garden and the drive have been covered with feathers. Natural, I know, but sad too. We love to see the birds enjoying all our garden has to offer so we don’t like to think we’re putting them in harm’s way.

Already the garden is hinting that Autumn is close on Summer’s heels. Leaves under the fruit trees are crisp underfoot and cyclamen are popping up through the dry soil.

The asters are beginning to flower and although the Japanese anemones have fewer blooms this year they’re still a pretty sight.

My red salvia has continued to thrive in our dry soil for about three years and is still putting on a bright show. Red seems to be the colour at the moment, with pelargoniums, red haws on the hawthorn trees, tomatoes and peppers in the greenhouse and other berries swelling with juicy ripeness.

I pulled up the first of this year’s parsnips and had to laugh at the length of the root. Took a photo with my veg trug to give the scale.

The purple climbing beans are just developing their pods. The lovely flowers are nice too.

Green pods when they’re tiny, colouring to a deep purple when they mature. They turn green when they’re cooked. The colour of the pods on the plant is not just striking, it’s also easy to see them among the green leaves. Less likely to miss them hiding among the foliage. I will freeze some if the crop is good.

Although I never want Winter to arrive it’s time to think ahead. With energy prices rising and threats of power cuts we needed to restock our wood supplies. We only have electricity so we value our log stove to give extra warmth and back up. Our logs were delivered and are stacked in the wood store now. A pleasing sight.

This year we decided to try some long-burning compressed wood-fuel briquettes . Naturally we haven’t tried them yet as it’s very warm. Fingers crossed that they were a wise investment. They’re ready and waiting.

The apples are as abundant as ever this year although they’re a bit smaller. I made more apple and cinnamon squares for the freezer. While they were still warm we had them as a pudding with greek yoghurt. A taste sensation.

Here’s a poem I wrote last year but its still relevant as the air stirs up our feelings at the end of the season.

Changing Seasons

The fragrance of the damp earth 
Mingles with each fallen leaf 
And lavender wafts its sweet scent
Now Summer's days are brief. 
The wasps are feasting on the fruit 
Which drops upon the ground 
And butterflies with their dainty tongues
Sip without a sound. 
Toadstools, mushrooms, instantly appear 
Spontaneously in the night,
Their ever fascinating forms
A strange but pleasing sight. 
Blackberries glisten in the hedge. 
Despite their ripping thorns 
They're gathered eagerly and eaten
As early Autumn dawns. 
Each season has its pleasures 
And Summer's soon will end 
But another one will take its place 
And our melancholy mend.

The sky has been magnificent this week. Azure blue with cotton-wool clouds. Framing the tops of the trees beautifully and silhouetting our neighbours’ Chusan palm.