Between further bouts of dis-tressing Félicité Perpétue I checked on the current condition of the rest of the garden.
In the meantime Jackie continued her weeding and clearing, leaving offerings for me to transport to the compost bin.
This climbing Cobaea Scandens, or Cup and Saucer plant is now blooming on the kitchen wall near one of the many
petunia and pelargonium planters,
all of which have perked up nicely since the storm. The ornamental grass in the first image of this pair,
like the Addams Family’s Cousin It, has returned to its righted perch.
A number of fuchsias, like Delta’s Sarah in the first of this triptych, Mrs Popple, and Garden News, have benefited from the rain
which has given this Absolutely Fabulous example pink spots, caused Alan Titchmarsh to flag a bit, refreshed Crown Princess Margareta, and kept the red climber bent over.
Nicotiana Sylvestris stands proud,
as do hollyhocks; Japanese anemones remain abundant; black eyed Susan cascades down the chimney pot; and kniphofia penetrates the gap between wooden chair struts.
We are wondering whether to replace this rather struggling little lawn with some York stone paving. Otherwise I might have to mow it before it gets out of hand.
After lunch Jackie bagged up my further rose clippings, then took over the pruning. The hard, woody, old stems we have now reached are not suitable for composting.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s toothsome cottage pie; additional fried potatoes; tender cabbage and kale; with crunchy carrots and cauliflower and tasty, meaty, gravy, with which she drank Hoegaarden and I drank Flores de Seligmar Rioja 2018.