My garden in August

It’s been a tough month for the garden with more heatwaves arriving in what seemed to be more often than the buses. I jest we get buses once an hour most of the day here, but it seems that the heatwaves have been never ending doesn’t it?

There has been a steady stream of ripening tomatoes through the month which has been tasty, some have been an odd shape but that hasn’t detracted from their taste. I suspect the yields are lower than perhaps they might have been other years, but we’ve had plenty to keep us going, and I’ve appreciated the slow drip approach rather than having a glut.

Clutching a handful of ripe tomatoes

We have tiny olives on the new olive tree in the bit pot, and we’ve even got our new garden furniture out and sat in it - it’s comfy, but thankfully we’d put it away before the big rain later in the month.

There’s some plant woes this month despite the regular watering. The alstromeria in flower below had a wobble but recovered enough after some time in a trug of water. I lost the agastache that I bought earlier in the summer, which was a shame but was one of those things.

The alstromeria in flower before its wobble later in the month

The daisies were doing well until they weren’t, despite watering and the rhubarb has only a single stem on it now. I’m less fussed by these though as I’m hoping these will be back in earnest next year, and I know that the daisies will benefit from getting out of that pot - actually most of our plants will.

Sad and droopy ox eye daisies with my newly planted rhubarb in the background
Weary looking salad leaves in a seed tray - some with the tops already eaten

I didn’t have much joy with my salad growing either. The second batch germinated but then we were away for a few days and they looked a bit crispy on our return, and if you look at the photo above you’ll see that something had taken a liking to one half of the seed tray. Well, at least I helped out a hungry creature or two while I was trying! I’m hopeful that next year I’ll manage to get growing more consistently again, fingers crossed.

The cosmos - in pots too - have done consistently well over the summer and are still in flower today. I’ll be collecting some of their seeds as they seem happy here, and I’d be happy to have more of them - let’s hope that doesn’t come back to bite me!

More cosmos flowers - aren't they brilliant?

My other success of the summer is this lagerstroemia, which against the odds - it looked like a dead stick much earlier in the year - has developed into this. It’s probably as surprised as I am I’m sure.

The pink flowers of the lagerstromeria - my star of the month

In warm summers we move this indoor plant outside as it loves the heat. And it’s really loved this summer, in the warmer weather it develops the red edging to its leaves which is just joyful, and when I looked more closely it’s also throwing up some more stems. When the weather cools I’ll give it a quick once over - and a dust - and bring it back inside to it’s more regular spot on the windowsill for the winter.

The indoor plant moved outside to enjoy the summer

A lot of this post is about the heat, but as the month went on the heatwaves lessened and rain in the middle of the month must have felt like a milestone - as I took this picture. Now looking back it doesn’t seem that much, but it was probably the most significant rainfall we’d had in quite a while.

Light rainfall on the patio and garden furniture
Rain running down the window looking out to the eucomis and santolini on a  wooden table

This second rain picture was just ten days later, and that was quite a bit more! So much more that our outside sofa had puddles on it, but it was much needed and I don’t think I’ve heard so few people moan about the rain! Though it added a new job to my list, and that was to make sure these two saucers were emptied when the rain had stopped, I could manage that though!

My garden still has plenty of gardening left for me to do, and I’m grateful that the days are now cooler so I can get out and tackle this, though clearly that’s better on dry days - and days where we have free time. The joys of gardening, hey?

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It’s been a busy week and we’ve been out and about locally. We went up (and down) the 898 steps of the church tower in Newark and on the way up stopped in the bell room and the clock room before finally stepping out onto the parapet with its views across the market place. It was absolutely worth doing, and I’m glad I spotted one of these rarely offered tours and nabbed our places. It’s great to discover things nearby, and especially those places that aren’t normally open.

I’ve also picked up my guinea fowl applique, which was from the workshop I did at this year’s Festival of Quilts. I’ve been adding more blanket stitch to the edge of the birds, for both decorative and practical reasons - I mean, no one needs their guinea fowl falling off do they?!

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In the Jardin des Plantes d'Angers

Angers is known as the green city and I was keen to explore some of the city’s green spaces on our visit, and our plan for our first day there was to explore the botanical gardens right in the heart of the city.

It’s website promised ‘a true oasis of greenery’ and it didn’t disappoint. Though when we entered we were quite bemused with how the tree had been secured, though it seemed to be doing the job - as that’s not a tree that you want to come down is it?

Wooden uprights and steels supporting a large tree

The garden dates back to 1905 and there was more to it than first met our eyes.

Looking across the lawn towards the central lake

We meandered around the paths admiring the trees, and the planting and found ourselves crisscrossing the paths around the lake.

Trees in the park - in shade and in sun
A canna-like plant reaching towards the blue sky
Crossing the footbridge looking down to the water below, full of red coloured fish
looking down to the lake on the other side of the footbridge

Each of them brought different vistas, that were the same but yet different. Moving away from the lake we stumbled across this arch to seemingly nowhere.

a hedged arch on the border

Soon after we found ourselves in a part of the garden which felt less like the English garden that we’d left, with its grasses, rock stacks and more tropical planting.

grasses and a stone stack in the australian section of the garden
banana leaves towering above the path

We welcomed the coolness of the shade, and admired the textures of the varied leaves.

ferns and tropical plants

Continuing to let our feet lead us amongst the paths until we were at another arch, this time of a jasmine in full flower - and full scent.

the jasmine arch in flower (and scent)

Before finding ourselves back amongst the cool shaded section again - we might have purposefully lingered here for a while.

More interesting leaf shapes - pointy, sharp and different colour greens
A large bulbous tree trunk with the lake behind and lawn to the right

Deciding to find a place for refreshments, a coffee at least, we ambled back along the pathways to where we’d come in.

the trellis type fence with greenery behind

But not without stopping to admire the acanthus - and adding it to my plant wish list.

Acanthus in flower
Heading out of the park but stopping to admire the grand wrought iron gates

And before long we had the grandiose gates in sight, where once again we paused before heading back into the city’s hubbub.