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Jackie continues weeding, clipping, planting, and replenishing soil. This involves a certain amount of popping out to a garden centre. Today, for example, she departed for some lime and returned with, in addition, a garden tray, a parasol, and the obligatory few plants. Here she was working away on the Dragon Bed near the house end of the Brick Path a couple of days ago.
Here is a current view of the Wisteria Arbour where, accompanying the eponymous plant, can be seen a red rose and Carnaby and Star of India clematises; with bronze fennel, cerinthes and Sweet Williams in the foreground bed.
From the corner of the patio the view across the Kitchen Bed contains the white clematis Marie Boisselot reflected by libertia; alliums, pansies, and diascias bringing notes of purple and pink; and russet triangle points made up of the recently pruned maple, the distant copper beech, and the now fully blooming
Chilean Lantern tree.
Rose Peach Abundance soars over the Oval Bed,
as does Altissimo beside the potting shed.
Mum in a million,
Crown Princess Margarete,
and Schoolgirl are all flourishing in the Rose Garden
where Festive Jewel
leads the eye through For Your Eyes Only to Gloriana, with Love Knot to the left;
and a small hoverfly investigates Summer Wine peeping from its rack on the entrance arch.
The Head Gardener is wondering whether the splendid, flouncing, heucheras are now putting the roses in the shade.
My primary function has been to explore all paths and corners of the garden seeking out heaps of weeds and clippings and either chopping them up to fill the orange bags, or dumping them on the fast developing compost piles.
These contributions can crop up anywhere, especially, it seems, when I think I have finished.
This was just the first wheelbarrow load today.
Pushing it happily along the Brick Path, I discovered the next two loads. It is fun being the Head Gardener’s Hod Carrier.
Fortunately, Jackie had produced enough of her marvellous lamb jalfrezi meal yesterday for it to be reprised this evening. As usual, this offered some enhancement. The Culinary Queen drank Hoegaarden, leaving the Kingfisher to me.