As Summer hits and the heat rises, initially it’s fun being out early watering the garden. I find it meditative and enjoy observing what’s happening with various plants, which ones are putting out new shoots, growing new leaves or producing buds, watching the bees out early searching for pollen, seeing other insects scuttling/flying about, marveling at the delicacy of spider webs……But I do find towards the end of Summer that the day after day watering of the pots, then every second or third day the rest of the garden, soon begins to pall and my eyes scan the horizon (really the weather section on the news) for a rainy change.
Even with regular watering, during our runs of really hot days it’s heart breaking to see my hydrangeas go from beautiful full bloomsto scorched petalsbut if they survive the heat, they turn into the matriarchs of the bushes, bleached of colour but still lovely to beholdThen there are the plants that just keep pushing out new flowers. As the buds begin to open I’m curious to see what colours this flower will produce in its petals.and then there are perennials that soldier on, forever blooming and showing off their flowers; this one reminds me of a grumpy bearded old man for some reason.When I see new blooms I pick them to enjoy inside, these being the last of the white hydrangea. I use a mix of a few drops each of disinfectant (White King) and white vinegar, and a heaped teaspoon of sugar in the water which seems to keep them lasting longer.And how, you may ask, do we know it’s time to get up to water? Well we have a sliding door in our bedroom which is usually open during Summer nights to let any cool breezes in. It does mean though that the family of magpies that have adopted our garden and who start their warbling at 5.30 AM can be heard loud and clear! Don’t get me wrong, I love listening to the magpies’ song, just not that early! After the first few days though, their song fails to penetrate the sleeping brain and the alarm clock works instead going off at a more reasonable hour. (Isn’t it amazing how quickly we get used to something, be it a noise or an event?)I caught this magpie sitting on the front fence the other day. Not sure if he’s one of the culprits but he was cheeky enough to stay perched turning his head this way and that as I snapped pics on my phone.
How’s your garden looking?