I was astonished this week to find a bloom on agapanthus grown from HPS seed sown in January 2019, especially as I am still awaiting blooms on agapanthus from seed collected some years prior to this. I have no idea of the variety, nor how tall it will grow, but at the moment I am too thrilled to be at all concerned about this uncertainty.
I spotted the bloom when cutting down my sweet peas and dismantling their support, which in itself was a bit of a surprise in itself as it was not premeditated; I had cut them back about a month ago and was pleased that they had started to rebloom, but I found I was unable to keep up with picking them and increasingly they were going to seed, so almost on a whim I took them out.
Removing them opened up the beds behind and it was good to get a clear and unimpeded view of the dahlias, which have done really well – as they usually do.
One of my tasks for this week was summer pruning the wisteria, and earlier in the week I pruned the lower stems – those I could reach from the stepladder – which removed all those wispy tendrils that made passage down the back of the house awkward and got trapped whenever I closed the kitchen windows.
Fortunately I had time to finish the job today , with the Golfer footing the ladder for the highest sections. When I winter pruned last year I removed the highest horizontal stem to discourage tendrils from clambering under and over the solar panels, and this meant pruning only required one section of extendable ladder and the maximum stretch of my arms, making it an easier task than previous years.
My sixth photo for today’s Six on Saturday, the meme hosted by friendly blogger Jonathan the Propagator, could have shown an empty space outside the back door where until today there were a number of plants waiting to be planted out – that would have been a surprise! – but I have to confess that only some have been planted, the others having been moved down to the Blue & White border to continue to await planting, hopefully sometime over this long weekend. Instead, having failed to capture a busy bee on this self-seeded sunflower, I marvelled instead at the rogue petals growing out of the central boss.