It's amazing how a couple of hours with a strimmer can work wonders, bringing everything into focus again. When we arrived the grass was knee-high in a sea of green - ok this can be quite attractive, but not desirable if you've spent ten years cultivating colourful perennials.
|Had to run for cover when the rain came sheeting down the valley|
|Practising with my new ipad|
|Apple and blackcurrant birthday cake|
The little stream that runs beneath the barn and feeds the natural pond further down the hill is like a gushing torrent - was going to say raging but that would be a little too much hyperbole even for me - but you can guess what I mean. The pond has burst its banks and it's hard to get close now as all around is truly a bog. The gunnera though is very happy with her feet in deep puddles and is growing at a rate of knots. Had to cut off a leaf that was at least five feet across and blocking the path a couple of days ago.
I also adore the hidden highlights in the garden that you need to look for, like the succulents in the top of the dry stone wall, which lift my spirits every time I walk past. The rain seems to have put most things about three weeks behind, all except for the fig on the terrace, which unusually has a full cargo of plump(ish) fruit this year.
The cats love it here and my only regret is that Django still can't be let out to enjoy it. Arlo is doing his best to make inroads into the rodent population, catching a rabbit yesterday and so many little voles, shrews and mice we practically need a graveyard for the bits he doesn't eat.
Django sulks around, wanly looking out the window, poor thing just doesn't understand that his leg has to heal completely before he can resume his life as Arlo's partner in crime. Sadly his lampshade collar prevents him from grooming, so last night just before bedtime he decided that he'd do some compulsory grooming of P's hair, which is a similar colour to his own. We nearly fell off the sofa laughing, he just wouldn't leave P alone - maybe it was his way of saying happy birthday?
Today I'm being good, the garden calls but I've resisted and have been choosing yarns for the second half of my next book, hard life I know :)
So I'll end with a few pics I took yesterday of some fave plants. The red border is looking good with big stands of Euphorbia Fireglow, red hot pokers and golden oats...
But my absolute fave at this time of year is the fabulous foxglove, just glorious the way it seeds around and comes up in the weirdest of places - I haven't the heart to pull any of them up.
Coronation Knits, just leave a comment on the blog tour post - I'm really enjoying reading all your comments about your fave design eras.