Taking time to enjoy a Quiet Garden November 24, 2016 19:41
Amid winter storms and dull, rain filled days, my garden sits quietly, nodding off into a deep, drunken winter slumber.
The frogs have descended to the bottom of the pond for a well earned snooze. Squadrons of birds fly in formation overhead; their heads thrust out purposely, eager to get to warmer, more glamorous climes. And aside from our resident robin and a family of skittish long tailed tits that seem to have appeared from no where, it is just me in the garden.
The sense of sleepiness is rubbing off. I spend the odd few minutes brushing leaves into a pile but there is definitely a lack of energy and enthusiasm for the task. Instead, I have been sauntering around, admiring the last of the roses which continue to bloom. Feisty little buggers. Who said flowers are soft? Not these girls. Tough as old boots.
I've placed piles of logs around the place in what I consider to be a 'decorative' style; perfect for bugs and beasties to call home for the next few months and a great visual addition to the bones of the garden, which now grow increasingly bare for all to see. Hopefully these logs will go the way of others around the place, which are now home to an assortment of little fungi that appear magically from the knarled crevices of bark and moss.
Given that the majority of the leaves have given up their post and called it a day, reviewing the structure of the garden has been made all the more easy. I've just a couple more 'moves' to make - plants that are overcrowded and fed up in their current location. One or two perennials that have endured a 'duff' spot as a result of my poor planning, which now must be rehoused to enjoy a better position next year.
A week or so ago I planted 24 Nectaroscorum siculum, (otherwise known as honey lily in this house but the RHS have it down as Sicilian honey garlic - I'd suggest they might just be the authority here!), mainly in and around the veggie patch now housed in our small front garden. I suspect I've lost at least half to a very keen, ninja style squirrel, who no doubt watched me plant these with a wry smile on his lips, only to whip the lot when my back was turned. Pah. Neighbours. What can you do!? But hopefully some of these bulbs will make it as they are lovely little flowers with bell shaped blooms. Bees love them and the seed pods look great around the house once they have dried out. Honey lily also spread freely - hooray! Love a spreader. Covers up a multitude of sins.
Next week, the last few remnants of my old veg patch will get moved to the new front garden veg patch. I've a thorny gooseberry to move along with a huge rhubarb and a well established blackcurrant bush. I'm not sure if they will approve of being disturbed. I guess we'll find out next Spring. But having the veggies and fruit all in one place makes sense and I look after them so much better now I have to walk past and look at them every day. Talking of veg there is still time to plant garlic, which we eat by the bucket load in this house. So, over the next few weeks, that will be going in as well.
Other than that, it is pretty much feet up time as far as our garden is concerned. A little potter here, a quick prune there but not a lot to do. I have to say I miss it when I'm not out there of an evening. But the good news is that we have less than one month left of these darkening, drab afternoons. From 22nd December things start looking up. The shortest day will be behind us and the amount of sunshine and light increases every day. Til then, it is all quiet on the western.