I love this time of year. I can’t help it, I’m a transitions girl. I love the softer light, the gradual muting of colours, the sense of everything beginning to hunker down for the winter. With all the recent wind and rain, the garden has taken a real battering, but at this time of year I find charm in the general air of dishevelment, and I certainly won’t be trying to stake everything that has flopped over. I’m just enjoying the garden let it all hang out.
Yes, the rudbekia are now looking rather the worse for wear.
In some cases, for all the world like a party girl at the end of a very long night.
I am intrigiud by the way that in some lights the petals almost look as if they are made out of plastic – or is that just me?
There’s quite a lot of outright death around, but even that has a kind of beauty.
I am loving the way that the achillea shows so many different shades of pink as it starts to go over.
Last year I was complaining that my astrantias just didn’t last – this year Astrantia ‘Shaggy’ has been flowering continuously from May until now, so no complaints from me! I guess they took the hint…
Last year I fell in love with the asters I saw on other people’s blogs around this time, and I am so glad I went out and bought myself a couple.
I hadn’t realised that the flowers of Aster divaricatus flush pink as they get older, beautiful.
The loss of the Kanutia macedonica to powdery midlew earlier this year left me with holes to fill, but the cosmos and scabious I bunged in have done me proud.
Mind you, the tendency to the horizontal has even hit my lovely dark purple sedum this year.
The general “I just want to lie down now” vibe has lead to some strange combinations, including echinacea with this same sedum.
Given that the echinacea is four times the height of the sedum (when both are vertical), I suppose I should enjoy it while I can!
Elsewhere, the combination of dry weather earlier in the year and wind more recently has meant that the dahlias have been rather disappointing. They have produced fewer flowers, and the ones that have appeared are on much thinner stalks than I remember from last year. The heavier blooms of ‘Rip City’ and ‘Thomas Edison’ nod downwards, in the ground and in the vase, though it turns out that the backs of these flowers are beautiful in their own right.
But the undoubted star of the garden at the moment is the hard working Echinacea purpurea. Yes, it is a lie that it doesn’t need staking, but it has been flowering its socks off for months now, and stays beautiful in seemingly all stages of its decay. So I will leave you with a couple more photos of it, the news that I have just been visited by the Fairy Hobmother (now unfortunately returned to Faerie), and encourage you to go off to Carol’s Garden Bloggers Bloom Day post to explore what is going on in gardens across the world. I first heard about the Fairy Hobmother over at Margeurite’s blog, and didn’t really think any more of it, but I’ve just been visited too, and she left me a rather nice present. Apparently, if you leave a comment on this post and make a wish, she might visit you too…