Wet grass in the mornings, sun lower in the sky, an amazing range of toadstools; it must be autumn. Time for moving things around, planting bulbs, and for finally getting the whole plot bunny-proofed. The autumn colours seem to get better by the hour. Then – just when they reach their finest – the leaves fall, lying around their former trees, food for worms. Everything ends, and there can be great beauty in these final moments.
Acer rubrum ‘October glory’
Raspberries. Gooseberries. Jostaberries. Peas. Lettuce. Beet. Radish. Aubergine. Watermelon. Tomatoes. Courgette. Patti Pan. Onions. Garlic. Broad Beans. Chilli. Spring Onion. Basil. Cherries. July has all the good things. And the brightest colours.
South African plants like July the best. Here’s agapanthus, knipfophia, gloriosa, dierama, eucomis and crocosmia. There’s also been babiana and tulbaghia.
Nigella in the 3rd month of successive flowering, I’m guessing from differing rates of germination.
Crambe dominated its space, swarming with pollinators.
Bold border colours of echinops, sanguisorba, digitalis, rudbeckia, and exploding mondarda.
Some alliums are still coming into their stride.
Giant oat grass drying out from the windiest July in memory.
Another type of sanguisorba amongst a sparkle of deschampsia.
