Despite the shorter and cooler days there is still something exciting and mysterious about the garden and every ramble finds something a little different from the previous one. Not all changes are attractive, and the slow demise of the yellow crab apples of Golden Hornet is not the prettiest sight (above), but no-one could deny the beauty of leaves a-changing and a-falling from the trees. Apologies for including Hamamelis ‘Ruby Glow’ again but I don’t think I have ever seen it as stunning and below left it is shown with H ‘Diane’ in the foreground, H ‘Jelena between the two and a glimpse of a small potted acer mid left. The purple patch is the colchicums, now on the wane and way past their best. Below right is one of my favourite autumn views, fallen amelanchier leaves now fully disguising the granite cobbles below.
I must admit to being responsible for some of the other changes, having yesterday on a sudden whim cleared the tomatoes from the larger greenhouse instead of just picking the ripe ones as intended. Suddenly I have regained an almost empty greenhouse, with only some lovely little peppers to pick and space to move the less hardy chrysanthemums inside. Below right shows the last of the windfall apples, all remaining apples now being picked and ‘dealt with’ or given away. Some of the windfalls will be left for the birds but others will be gathered up and composted before they get trodden into the paths.
Meanwhile, the pump project is progressing with flagstones moved from elsewhere in the garden and an as yet unused plastic lead-effect pot in place for the reservoir – effective recycling. I am leaving the electrics to the Golfer and so far have not dragged him away from his Golf or watching the rugby to get it done – I’ll give him a bit longer…
Another more obvious although very small change is the removal of an extremely large fern from the small sloping bed between the steps and the sloped path up to the paved area. After rainfall this fern necessitated a ramble detour via the streamside path as overhanging fronds on both sides otherwise resulted in wet legs, despite regular trimming back (of the fronds, not the legs…). The fern has been moved to the woodland but the spot it left is directly in front of one of the kitchen windows and the view has changed disproportionately. Apart from sloping, the bed is very dry and its future will take some thought – but might involve adding a post and linking it with the pergola which is to be replaced this winter once the two clematis growing up it have died back. This fern removal was done on a whim today, so who knows what changes will blow in on the next wind…?