If you came this way in may time, you would find the hedges
White again. in May, with voluptuary sweetness.
T.S.Eliot in this excerpt from 'Little Gidding' describes exactly how the countryside is looking at the moment, the hedgerows and verges are heavy with white blossom, it's exceptionally beautiful this year due to the mild winter and plentiful rain. (It's tipping down with rain again today.) The months of May and June are the best times for my garden, everything lush with new growth and some of my favourite flowers, iris, peony and roses, in bloom.
Sunshine in the morning tempts me early out of bed and into the garden
where the shadows are still long and everything is quiet.
I had been due to go to the Chelsea Flower Show with my daughter this week but wasn't able to make it. When I saw the jostling crowds on television I was sure that I'd made the right decision. (And it saved me from the temptation of buying more plants when I haven't any space left to grow them!) I have just as much pleasure in wandering around my own patch.
The forget-me-nots that act as ground cover are running to seed. I'm always loathe to pull them up because they leave the borders looking rather bare. But I've got annuals waiting to go in the ground so this week I was ruthless and put the forget-me-nots on the compost heap.
They will already have seeded themselves generously about the place for next year.
In the early part of the week we had clear blue sky and a bit of real warmth. I put some tomato plants in the garden. (Possibly a big mistake, today it is cold!)
But for Skywatch Friday
, some blue sky and roses.
The evening sunset makes the garden look different again.