August and September went by in a bit of a blur.
And now we are nearly into October - in fact by the time this post gets published it will be October.
How did that happen?
If you saw my last post you will have seen that my mother was poorly. It was her last illness and sadly we lost her at the beginning of September.
August seemed to disappear in a blur of motorway journeys up and down to Kent, where she lived, and then September just seemed to be one long week (I have no ideas what happened to the weekends.) One highlight in August was Hampshire Open Studios. I will report on that in my next post.
But here we are - summer is slipping into its autumn clothes.
There have been no garden visits this year (and indeed my own little patch has been a bit neglected after the joy of the tulips in the spring). But as late summer slips away it is having a last hurrah.
Most joyful (because they cost nothing) are the nasturtiums - a very cheap packet of seeds picked up somewhere random. They looked very unpromising early on but now are seem to be gaily romping all over the garden with gay abandon. And they bring a cheer to the heart. Pops of vibrant orange - some tinged with red, others almost yellow.
And the other little things to make me smile is the fuchsia (I thought it had not made it through winter) and a little creeping geranium bought last year at Coton Manor.
And I have managed to plant up a couple of containers of pansies - these cheerful little plants will see me through to the spring.
I will be back soon with a report on the Hampshire Open Studios - a wonderful event I shared with my lovely friends Rob and Andy.
I am really sorry to read about your Mum's passing Hilary. I hope the loveliness of your Autumn garden is giving you some comfort. xx
ReplyDeleteSad but inevitable. Colour cheers me up. Oh and my ever optimistic and happy dog. Thank you. Xx
DeleteSo sorry to hear about your Mum's passing Hilary. Your garden is producing some gorgeous late summer/autumn colour though, which always manages to somehow lift our spirits.
ReplyDeleteThanks Cath. And the colour lifts the spirits.
DeleteI love nasturtiums. They were the first flower seeds I was responsible for planting along a rock wall when I was in grade school and I marveled at how well they did in the poor soil. I loved the variety of colors too. I haven't planted any in years, decades! Maybe I'll give it a go next spring. Pansies are another favorite from my youth, something my mother always planted in memory of her own mother. I put a few in a container on the back deck nearly every year. Thanks for the splash of color, the last hurrah of summer. :-)
ReplyDeleteThey are a joy. So much colour from such an unpromising start. And those pansies will keep going all throu the winter. So resilient. And still hanging my head in shame on the Iowa faux pas on FB. You're the Idaho Beauty for goodness sake. Xxx
DeleteOh Hilary - lol! I totally forgot about that you know my moniker so maybe I shouldn't be giving you a pass afterall? Naw - luv you and don't worry about it. I'm sure I've made worse faux pas.
DeleteSad to read about your mum Hilary. I’m glad the garden is giving you joy though.
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