Remembering The Bees

We managed a good morning’s work before the rain set in later in the afternoon.

Back drive

I cut the grass while Jackie clipped more of the Back Drive hedge.

Jackie digging out fuchsia roots

Part of this consisted of a fuchsia which, despite severe autumn haircuts, has really become very unkempt overgrown. Because it was the only reasonable plant in this area when we arrived were were reluctant to remove it. We have still kept a small section, but the main cluster just had to go. Discovering that it could not just be dug out without serious damage to the garden forks, Jackie employed her tried and tested Time Team technique requiring the use of a trowel. I then wielded a woodman’s axe to hack out the roots.

Clematis and poppies

This clematis and these poppies form part of the planting separating the drive from the gravelled patio, in one corner of which

Hydrangea Serrata Miranda

the hydrangea Serrata Miranda, behind and to the right of the planted urn, is thriving.

Elizabeth's Bed

Between this plot and the Rose Garden, Elizabeth’s Bed is nicely plumped up.

Rose Ballerina

The rose Ballerina dances us into the Rose Garden,

View from Florence to Rose Garden

blending nicely with Florence’s petunias.

Rose Summertime

Summertime ascends the corner of the orange shed,

Rose Deep Secret

and the first Deep Secret bloom has survived balling from the rain to flower well enough. Balling is the term given to the soggy balls to which unopened roses are reduced when they are subjected to lengthy precipitation.

Solanum

The solanum has taken over from the now spent clematis Montana the task of brightening the dead tree stump beside the New Bed.

Hoverfly and beetles on rose Wedding Day

Wedding Day rose, attracting hoverflies and beetles,

Agriframes arch

is now preparing to cast its veil over the Agriframes Arch.

Evening primrose

Evening primrose blooms on the Back Drive northern bed,

Bees on poppyBee on poppy

where poppies are buzzing with bees,

which, when they expressed their disgruntlement at my poking a camera up their bums by turning on me and crawling around my head and neck, took me back to my first desperate encounter with the creatures.

California poppies

In fact the only poppies that don’t harbour these beings are Californian.

This evening we dined on Mr Pink’s fish and chips, pea fritters, pickled onion, and gherkins. Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the Carles.

50 thoughts on “Remembering The Bees

  1. Derrick – I am loving your wide garden shots – so nicely framed! Your and Jackie’s hard work is really showing. I zoomed in to see the sign on Elizabeth’s bed & see the plant stand is stacked bricks – I am so stealing THAT idea!

  2. It looks as if your garden is making the very best of the rainy weather we’ve been having. At the moment, our garden is growing faster than I can cut it back!

  3. Derrick, your grand tours of your garden bring me back to my days growing up. My mother loved her roses, hydrangeas, and so many other plants. Her garden, like yours, was a labour of love. Thank you for bringing up those wonderful memories.

  4. It’s 6ºC here; what a contrast to your blaze of colour.

    I have a stone like the one behind your poppies in the last picture; only it is just a pebble that someone brought back for me from China before the area was flooded for a dam.

  5. What a glorious garden you have, Derrick. Although it must require a fair bit of maintenance to keep it in check. That Deep Secret rose looks so lovely. Does it have a perfume?

    I don’t think I’ve ever seen a poppy that shade of pink/mauve. It’s got such an interesting centre.

  6. We’re having so much rain I’m beginning to think of just turning the whole place into a pond. It will save time in the long run! Yours, however, is looking beautiful as usual. And dry.

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