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29/3/2022

Fading, Fading, Fading......

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Where have all the flowers gone?

One of the first signs that we are coming to the end of summer is when pernnial foliage loses colour and vigour and flower stems grow long and leggy as flowers start changing into seedheads.
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Thalictrum foliage and spent flower heads
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​When  Dahlias start to look raggy and the flowers smaller, and when the seedheads of grasses start to grow through the flowers.  It can look pretty in a tired kind of way, but ​the flowers are increasingly more sparse and those that are left are tired and raggedy.
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 Even the pink spikes of Cimicifuga are looking past it. And as for the neighbouring Peony foliage - it is completely browned off!   While the foliage of the  Hosta in the foreground is all holes where bugs and insects have been busy all summer chewing away until there is practically no leaf left. 
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I have never had such lush and healthy ferns! A rainy summer does have some benefits. The only problem is, I can hardly get down the path to the gate, as the ferns drip rain on my head, and even the 'Sally Holmes' roses from the other side, are bending right over the path dripping on me as well! So I'm a bit of a wet mess after a trip to the gate.
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I did have the tools at the ready to repair some rogue mosaic pieces, which loosens and falls out of the paving now and again. But I was rained off and the tools just sat there getting drenched and looking miserable for 2 days!
 The chairs in the courtyard are stacked up, as the days are getting chilly and there is no invitation to have lunch outside in the sun any more. The Wisteria leaves from above are turning yellow and dropping.  If we were to sit on one of those chairs, as likely as not, at least one yellow leaf would float gently down from above to rest on your shoulder, another on your lap, or your head and yet another on your knee.
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A spent sunflower head looming over my front fence into the street
In early summer we are so excited by new life, but now in late summer, there is a wistful sadness which permeates the earth as we see summer dying away.  Soon true autumn will be with us with it's blazing reds, oranges and yellows and we will be hoping for some autumn sunshine.  Will that be more cheerful than this dreary cold late summer day when the sun doesn't shine? ​​
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A few bravely orange Dahias making themselves seen between Orach seedheads
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Ornamental grape and the Chinese Trumpet Vine (Bignonia) climbing over the pergola where I park my car.
Summer is fast disappearing and Autumn is creeping in, and probably the most picturesque part of my garden at the moment, is under this pergola where I park my car!  The flowers of the trumpet vine drop all over the car making a dreadful mess of my car.  And yet I love to drive off with the flowers of the trumpet vine fluttering in all directions as I drive down the street.

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3/2/2022

Crocosmia and Canna

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Instead of roses I fell in love with Crocosmia and Canna in my garden this summer
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Crocosmia 'Lucifer' A favourite of Christopher Lloyd's with it's wide strappy leaves and large open flowers
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Crocosmia 'Solfatare' Notice the lovely bronze strappy leaves which tone so well with it's yellow flowers
​Probably because their flowers are so yellow and orange, and orange is the most summery colour when the sun don't shine!   And it hasn't this summer, and still isn't!   We already seem to be heading for an early autumn, so where was summer?   However if you have sunny orange and yellow  in the garden you can pretend the sun  is shining.   
I seem to be building up a collection of Crocosmia - and a new interest in them, thanks to garden friend, Alan Trott, who has kindly sent me some different varieties.  Amongst these are 'Solfatare' and 'Severn Sunrise'  which has larger than usual open bright orange flowers.  The named varieties do seem to be variable, as when I google them, they vary from site to site, so please do not take my identification of named varieties as gospel.  It's all a bit hit n'miss!
All I know is that Crocosmias have been a newly discovered joy in the summer garden which I had not been aware of before!  

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But not so Cannas! Everybody knows about them and the way they scream 'summer' in the garden when they flower!   And who can resist the these exotic looking blooms!  Sadly, I can't tell you the name of this variety above, as it was given to me as an unnamed variety from a North Island garden friend - all I know is that it's a stunner - especially the colour.  I forget about it from season to season - but in high summer there it is again wowing me!  
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And not only the flowers but the foliage too,  which can be so dramatic.  Especially the yellow and green stripey foliage of this Canna variety, sometimes called 'Bengal Tiger' - and you can see why - all those yellow stripes!  The flowers are a pale orange - nothing special - yet the pale orange does look right with the yellow stripey foliage. 
​And thank goodness for that dramatic foliage as there has been no sign of a flower yet, in this cool summer.  But wait - is that a flower stem I see rising up from that handsome foliage?  Better late than never!  It might make it into flower just before the frosts. 

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22/11/2021

six months of Wisteria - from woe to go

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 Wisteria looks bare and naked in June after cutting back, but can look even more woeful if it's not cut back and you are left with an unruly messy tangle of brown stems!   

PictureNaked, bare and drear after mid winter pruning.

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But by October hope returns with spring and the buds are swelling.
I'm not a fan of a lot of trimming and pruning in the garden, as I like my garden to look natural - even a bit overgrown rather than neatly trimmed.  But with Wisteria, pruning is the only way, if you want  to avoid being  taken over and buried by it.  ​Growing where it does right outside my kitchen and living room doors opening into the courtyard, I could easily get tangled up in it when I go outside, so even though it goes against the grain, I do have to clip it back in winter, to avoid being strangled. 
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​But by late October look what's happened to it!
PictureThese gorgeous long white panicles of flower surround me as I step outside. They are scented and brush softly against my face and I am engulfed in perfume.
 

From those bare truncated branches and tight buds in June, they have unfurled into dripping whiteness by October and the garden is drenched in the most haunting perfume which also drifts throughout  the house. ​
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Aptly named 'Snowshowers' the petals of this Wisteria fall like drifts of snow everywhere - pure magic!
If you are under the Wisteria when spring breezes blow, the petals really do fall all over you and cover the ground like soft snow. 

This white Wisteria does indeed resemble it's name -

'Snowshowers' 

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But the end of November the Wisteria loses it's petals and bloom and it just gets downright raggy, leaving a very messy courtyard beneath. Another 2 weeks and the flowers have all but gone and leaf is taking over.
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​​Today in mid December my courtyard begins to look like the green leafy haven it becomes over summer, shading the house and doing the job it's meant to do - protecting me and the house from intense summer sun.   

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13/10/2021

Spring in my garden

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I've never really thought of my garden as

​a spring garden!


I don't have Cherry Blossom or Rhododendrons, or Azaleas or even Daffodils, let alone a Crocus.  Or many other flowers we associate with spring.  This is probably because mine is more of a summer perennial garden, and because I became more fascinated by perennials after seeing gardens in the Northern Hemisphere specialising in the New Perennial or Prairie Movement - during those heady travelling days, which are now so out of reach for us from New Zealand. ​
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Magnolia/Michelia? 'Fairy Cream' in the side garden.
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Tulip 'Temples Favourite' in the front garden.
Perennial nut or not, no gardener, can resist spring, and neither can I! 

My spring begins early with Snowdrops!  Galanthus nivalis to be precise, which most of us know as the demur english Snowdrop brightening our lives just when we need it most - in the dreary depths of July when those modest pure white buds push their way so bravely through the frozen winter earth.
Soon after the Snowdrops finish, Michelia which is anything but demure starts up, bursting into bIowsy bloom in August, and continuing on until now, in early October.   Because this blowsy bloomer is evergreen and starts flowering regardless of frosts, it has a subtropical feel to me, which is not surprising, originating as it does in the mellower north. 
I was lucky enough to be given a Magnolia 'Fairy Cream' by Abbie Jury, when she came down to visit me in Christchurch, just after the earthquakes.    Raised by her husband Mark,  soon after the nomenclature changed from  Michelia to Magnolia, it is a beautiful small tree.  And is invaluable in my garden because it's evergreen and adds a touch of the winterless north to a wintry stark Christchurch garden.  
I was careful to plant it in a sheltered spot where it's surrounded by the lushness of other plants -ferns and climbers.  So it does not have to struggle on it's own exposed in an open bare place, devoid of the company of other plants. 
After all aren't plants are just like people needing the company and friendship of other plants to comfort  and shelter them so that they can thrive?   And thrive it does, flourishing admirably in my garden throughout a spiky frosty winter - it's leaves looking healthy and pert, unlike many evergreens struggling through a southern winter.  

While Magnolia 'Fairy Cream' is in full bloom in the side garden, orange tulips appear in the front garden, and they couldn't be more of a colour contrast to the gentler creams, whites and blush pinks of the side garden.  But orange tulips and the front garden are a whole other story.
PictureTwin topiared bushes of the fine leafed miniatrure flowered Camellia 'Cornish Snow' in the side garden.

​ The very earliest spring flowering shrub in the garden would have to be the two bushes of 'Cornish Snow' (see above) - that most delicate of blush pink miniature Camellias, with hundreds of little single flowers dotted down it's branches.    Though my bushes haven't got much in the way of branches, because they've been topiarised into lollipops which means their long whippy branches have been trimmed back. 
​'Cornish Snow' is a variety which lends itself beautifully to clipping and shaping.   Some might say topiaried trees and shrubs are not nearly so fashionable as they were 20 years ago when I started to shape mine, but I think they do still have their place even in the most naturalistic of gardens.  


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Silvery grey Santolina lining the path and a recently planted Fig tree replacing a much mourned Apricot tree. And Borage - the white flowered variety suddenly appearing more plentifully than the blue.
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The decorative cerise flowered Broad Bean 'Hughey' named after it's propagator, Denis Hughes from Tapanui. And the beans are just as good and just as plentiful as the more prosaic white flowered variety.
In my back garden there are other less exotic treats like Bluebells, Forget Me Nots, and the prolifically seeding herb, Borage, along with pale blue Irises about to flower.  But no one could call the cerise flowered Broad Bean 'Hughey' prosaic.  It's lovely splash of cerise is very welcome amongst my everyday plants which just seed about all over the place.
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all fluffed about by pale grey Santolina. 
Exotic or everyday, I love them all!!

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30/8/2021

winter transforming

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Can you can see that I've been 'up the ladder' pruning my Wisteria 'Snowshowers'?  
'​Should you be up there at your age?  careful people say  'You mean I'm too young?'  I reply.  'You'll fall off that ladder!'  says another voice of doom.  To the doom merchants I say, 'What is life without a bit of risk and excitement occasionally!' 
But the truth is if you want drama in a small garden, the only way to go is up!
Climbers over pergolas add plant life to your garden when there is not much space at ground level.
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 I do sometimes wistfully think - If only I had been born tall - 6 feet instead of 4ft 11 - my life up the ladder would be so much more comfortable.  In fact I wouldn't need to spend nearly so much of my life up a ladder! ​
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Wisteria 'Snowshowers' looking very unsnowy and unshowery under a blue sky in late August, but still dominating my courtyard from above. And those shadows! Only in winter! You don't get those when the Wisteria is flowering!
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You can tell I've been pruning the Wisteria, because only the knobbly bits remain, and the muddle of long twining runners have been clipped away.  Hanging on for dear life, I reach up from the top rung of the ladder on tippy toes to reach those long trails which find their way under the eaves, into the spouting or anywhere and everywhere.  By the time I have finished, all that is left are short truncated knobbles!  But it doesn't end there.  Every day from the end of August I watch those little knobbles begin to grow and develop.  The buds swell and begin to change colour from little brownish grey things to long green trusses until one day 6 weeks or so later, out pop a few small white pea-like flowers from the top of each truss.  And still they keep growing longer and fuller until .............

THE TRANSFORMATION
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Only 2 months later by the end of October - look what is beginning to happen! Those funny knobbly bits have turned into green and white budding panicles.
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And only a week or so after that they have already changed to longer white flowery panicles which are beginning to cover over the whole pergola.
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By mid-November I am completely swamped by luscious long sweet smelling panicles of white flowers, which last well into December.
   I am surrounded by scent and bloom as I step out of my kitchen or living room into the courtyard.   The soft panicles of flower brush against my face gently and the beauty and perfume is so transforming that I know that it was all so worthwhile hanging off the ladder in chilly August.  From the time the first green buds appear until the last panicle of flower has completely dropped to be replaced by foliage, would be at least 2 months.​

​Meanwhile back in August .....

Before I tackled the Wisteria, I pruned the roses too, adding to that  pared back but colourless look of late winter.  Neat and tidy - yes - but uninspiring!   Never fear -spring is just around  the corner, as we wait with baited breath for it to burst out! ​
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Ghislaine de Feligonde - another old world rose climbing and flowering profusely all over my shed in summer. But in winter, just another pared back skeleton. It is smothered in apricot to cream double flowers throughout summer. Sadly, In this photo the apricot tones have faded out in bright sunlight.
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The rambling rose 'Wedding Day' - pruned back to just a shadow of its summer self as it runs from behind my compost heap right down the length of my boundary fence. Yes - it's a prickly protector for me!
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​Today the sun is shining and spring is here, but there are still some late winter treats to enjoy - like Hellebores, early blossom and the special carmine coloured Witchhazel - Hamamelis 'Dianne'
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2/8/2021

up there

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Lucky as we are, to have Hagley Park for winter walks we are even luckier to have the Port Hills.  And our english forefathers didn't even have to 'arrange' these for us as in Hagley Park, because they were already there!  The result of volcanic activity millions of years ago, which violently flung up molten rock from the sea-bed, forming the Port Hills and Banks Peninsula as we know it today.  
PictureThe hills which we find so convenient for our Saturday morning stroll were formed from the lava flows of the of the thankfully, extinct volcano which forms Lyttelton Harbour. And the Port Hills are a circular arc at the north west edge of the crater where Banks Peninsula meets the Canterbury Plains.

 When volcanic activity finally cooled, it left a rather odd hilly circular landform jutting out from the plains into the Pacific ocean, and was formed from 2 separate volcanic episodes which left two huge craters allowing the sea to rush in - Akaroa and Lyttelton Harbours!  The hills which were formed from the lava flows of the of the thankfully, extinct volcano creating Lyttelton Harbour, became known as the Port Hills.   Forming a circular arc at the inland edge of the crater where Banks Peninsula meets the Canterbury Plains, these are the hills which we find so convenient for our Saturday morning stroll. 
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Muddy paths like this can be lethal and require a bit of care to navigate as they are very slippery. I tackled this one on my own and I did slip and slide a bit! But I still enjoyed this green tunnel, as I felt I was up the hill, away from the road and civilisation and 'in the wild'.
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And rocky tracks can also be hazardous too, dodging roots and stumbling over rocks as we make our way up. but on a good day when the sun shines and all is right with the world we will all attempt this one.
It's not that much of a stroll any more actually!  The Saturday morning 'stroll' up the hill was much easier a few years ago.   But we are all growing older, so I would call it a climb rather than a stroll as most of us puff and pant our way up through these paths to reach the top.  These days we have to cope with the odd ailment or 2 which might slow us down - a hip, a knee, lungs, heart - whatever.   But of course we don't let these things stop us.  'It's good for us' we tell each other  'keeps us young and agile'.    So on we go!
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hether it's rocky paths or wintry muddy tracks, it's all up.   We plough upwards as younger more agile walkers streak past us, calling out a cheery hello as they power on up, beyond us and out of sight.  But we don't mind - we just keep on keeping on at our own pace!  
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We pass through an area of exotic coniferous forest - but note the regrowth of natives as the understory, which has regenerated naturally under the shelter of the exotics.
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On we go! This one feels like the stairway to heaven! I have to stop to catch my breath at least once as we ascend these steps.
The vegetation always intrigues me.  We walk through introduced coniferous forest where you could imagine you are somewhere in North America and then suddenly you are into New Zealand secondary growth native bush  where you feel quite at home.  There may still be pockets of original native bush in the nooks and crannys of valleys in these hills, but the areas we go through are second growth natives as more of these hills are regenerating and in some areas being replanted with natives.  Most of this deliberate planting has been done by volunteers, eager to recapture the original hills, as they may have been before we Europeans cleared such a lot of the natural vegetation in order to develop farmland.  While most of us enjoy the authenticity of native planting, exotics are also valuable in helping to stop erosion, and keeping  the Port Hills intact. 
PictureApart from the odd muddy side track off the beaten path, these paths and tracks on the Port Hills are well maintained, furnished with viewing platforms and lookouts such as these. The native bush is regenerating so quickly in some areas, that it has become difficult to maintain the a view through it.

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While walking under the tall shelter of exotic pine forest, it is good to see native bush regenerating which is endemic to these hills, such as Pittosporum and Pseudopanax aboreum.
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Track makers have been careful to protect as much native vegetation as possible by building around the young trees, rather than cutting the trees down to make way for a built environment as in this viewing platform. We like that!
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And we also pass by native planted areas which have been given a helping hand possibly by volunteers and are now thriving in their new habitat. These include Totara, Pseudopanax ferox or Lancewoods, and the green Astelia. Here, this young planting is still low enough to be able to look beyond it to a glimpse of Christchurch and the Plains.
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And on a sunny winters day this is our reward!
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And on a cloudy day there is often still a reward!

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24/7/2021

Winter walks

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 Winter is the best time of all to get out and walk - an escape from the four walls and that dozy interior phug, away from the fireside and heaters  .  Go out amongst the mist, the frost, and those dripping bare trees.  Feel the sharp cold on your cheeks, the wind at your back and slosh through puddles, even a bit of a shiver, awakens you from that winter apathy.  Experience the elements and nature and you will feel alive again!
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The beauty of a damp misty morning in the Botanic Gardens in July
In Christchurch we don't know how lucky we are to have Hagley Park and Botanic Gardens so close to the centre of the city.  Our Victorian early settlers during the 19th century, brought with them english garden values to their new far flung home at the bottom of the world.  They had become aware of the importance of gardens, parkland, and open common land for the people, to the cities, and suburbs of England, to offset unhealthy, dreary industrial areas.  Clapham Common, Streathem Common and Hampstead Heath in London, to name just a few.    Every time I walk in Hagley Park I think of those english parks and commons, and thank those hardy 19thC. english settlers for their far seeing vision in allocating the central open spaces of Hagley Park so reminiscent of their homeland,  to our city for our people.    
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By the time we have pulled those woolly hats down over our ears, drawn jackets closer around us to keep out the cold, and negotiated chilly wet pathways for a good hour or so, we are more than ready for the warmth and chat of the iconic Boatshed cafe, not to mention their consistently good hot coffee.
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We have the Port Hills behind us, Hagley Park in the centre of the city, beaches to the east of us and the rib of the Southern Alps to the west,  beckoning to us from their snowy tops.  How many cities in the world can have such diverse environs? 
​And I am lucky to have my group of walking friends to meet at 9am either at the Park or up the hill, because it is that which motivates me in the dark of mid winter to get out of bed and get out amongst the elements.  Without them I know that I would still be tucked up in my warm bed, missing the drama of winter mornings.   
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To see the mists rising from the river and the shafts of sunlight piercing the treetops on a winters morning, is something I wouldn't want to miss - not to mention those early pale winter daffodils that dare to brave the winter frosts
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And what drama it is, to experience the mists rising from the river, the shafts of early morning light through the trees and the crunchy white frosts on the grass.
Picture Around we go, past the Heritage Rose Garden, the roses so bare and twiggy in winter and perennials tall and frosted brown. Their colour might have gone but their height and structure still adds interest to a winter palate. Noticing and feeling the frost on the ground, before we go on through the daffodil woodland, so still and silent in the depths of winter with not a bright yellow daffodil to be seen.

​NEXT TIME - UP THE HILL AND AWAY FROM THE DAMP MISTY CITY - UP TO THE CLEAR BLUE SKIES AND UPLIFTING VIEWS TO BE SEEN FROM 'UP THERE' 

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30/5/2021

Messiness-is it?

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 It all depends on how you define mess!!
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We tend to think of Hosta's as beautiful only in late spring and summer when the colourful  variegated foliage is splayed out  in all it's lush green summer glory, beneath trees and shrubs.   But not in autumn when it's leaves have become all droopy, floppy and dirty yellow or crinkled up and brown.  But look again!
​At the the graceful way the stems naturally fall, and the intricate way the spent seedheads are arranged!  Even the worst (or should we say the best) of those very old grey crinkled leaves are really the most interesting shapes are they not?  Just because they are old and grey and wrinkled doesn't mean to say they are not beautiful!   Just like us!  ​
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See above three examples of the beauty of seedheads and dying foliage. There is so much to look at in the interesting shapes of the fading foliage of seasonal plants contrasted against the evergreen shapes of permanent shrubby plants such as Astelia.
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Seedheads of the annual weed - Red Orach 'Atriplex hortensis rubra' mingling with intricate golden seedheads of 'Queen Anne's Lace' - 'Ammi majus'. These light airy seedheads then contrast against the golden colour of autumnnal lily foliage and fading Dahlia foliage, with the showy seedheads of the grass Calamagrostis x acutiflora 'Overdam' threading through all. All of this contrasts against the more permanent variegated foliage of C. 'Overdam' and it's showy seedheads
I have learned through the New Perennialist movement how important it is to open our eyes and see the beauty  in each stage of a plants life from birth, to death.  I get so much more pleasure from  appreciating the season of seedheads and dying foliage instead of discounting it as messy or untidy - something that should be trimmed away out of sight as soon as possible.  I think Piet Oudolf has trained me well, because this year I am really and truly loving the more muted colours and shapes of seedheads and dying foliage in the garden - even when Dahlia foliage droops rather ungracefully.  ​​
​I haven't once felt the itch to get the secateurs out and cut it all away. Even if the Dahlia foliage next to the lily is a wee bit droopy with a touch of powdery mildew as the leaves yellow off, does it really look that awful?   The seedheads of the grasses winding through it make it look quite beautiful!  ​
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And I haven't even felt tempted to come along and lop off those spent Dahlia flowers yet.  I am enjoying them for what they are - spent flower heads knowing  at the end of the season there is very little flower left, so why don't I just appreciate what is there, instead of tidying it away.
You couldn't possibly want to lop away this majestic autumnal lily stem - its golden foliage almost as beautiful as it's flower
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Above : The view through my kitchen window. Upper right : fallen petals from the autumn flowering Camellia sasanqua 'Apple Blossom'. Lower right : Around the corner from my house - fallen elm leaves in Elm Grove.
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Isn't it wonderful the way our trees and plants won't be contained within neat borders but spread themselves beautifully over every surface in autumn.   How important it is to enjoy and revel in autumn when for a relatively short time, colourful leaves clothe and light up our boring paths and hard surfaces with such panache.   They are not to be tidied away yet!   But perhaps only in the dead of winter when they go brown and drab, sloshy and slippery.  Maybe that would be the time to sweep them away to make way for the new season - the freshness and glory of spring. ​​

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10/4/2021

sunlight and cameras

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WHEN THE SUN SHINES ANY GARDEN WILL COME ALIVE 
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The Maple border - Christchurch Botanic Gardens in early May
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But perhaps not quite alive as these 2 photos above!  When you've just found out about about readjusting the light and colour readings on your phone camera, the resulting photos can be positively gaudy!   Beautiful as the maples are in autumn in the Christchurch botanic gardens, their colour never looked quite as hectic as this!  
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The Maple Border of the Christchurch Botanic Gardens from a different angle and camera setting.
Or as gloomy as this photo above taken with the old camera setting?  Here the Maples look ever so cool for autumn, and were the Hydrangeas ever that blue, or the tree trunks that mauve??   I don't think so.    Hmmm - there is obviously still a lot to learn about taking photos with the phone!  When you carry your phone in your pocket, it can get so easily bumped and out of kilter, who knows what the photos might end up looking like?  Unless you think mauve tree trunks and chaotically golden foliage is actually quite interesting?  
PictureWalking along the Avon river in early morning, when the sun slants low, backlighting foliage and creating such a sheen on riverside grasses and shadows slanting across the water and the lawn.

​This photo taken at another time on another day looks more normal.  Was the light setting on the phone/camera adjusted to a better setting that day?  Or was it all a fluke, simply determined by the state of my pocket?   Whatever happened, this is more like the sunlight  as we want to see it, reflecting  in water and backlighting whole branches of foliage, creating contrast with light and shadows 
PictureFoliage and water lit up by sunlight accentuating foliage shapes and reflections in the water, creating atmosphere through light and shade around a pond in the Christchurch Botanic Gardens.

And here, sunlight reflects surrounding plants and foliage in the water adding  another  dimension to the scene.  This water is no longer hiding dark mysterious depths, but has become suffused with light and colour as the sun shines on it reflecting it's surroundings.  And as a gentle breeze comes up, the water ripples with movement and light, the sun burnishes the grasses along the banks of the stream and they too ripple with light and movement just like the stream.
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Even in the not so grand space of my back yard, sunlight creating shadows plays a big part in enlivening the picture, in autumn when sunlight slants at a lower more flattering angle. 
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And here, too, slanting shadows have become longer and more atmospheric, picking out details we may not have noticed before.  The contrast between light and shade becomes marked.  And the way sunlight brings details and the colour of leaves or seedheads into sharp focus is a revelation  which on a dull day with no sunlight  would go unnoticed.
What an autumn we have been having here in Canterbury, with blue skies and sunshine almost every day for weeks.  It has been so warm and sunny, that it feels uncanny.  The flip side is that everything is so dry and frizzled looking with deciduous trees losing their leaves earlier than usual.  Many are dropping off the branches - limp and dry, before they have had a chance to change colour.  And the ground is so parched and arid looking.  Is this climate change?  Where is the rain?


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8/3/2021

dressing gown gardening

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 Summer is about breakfast in the garden
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Pink dressing gown co-habiting with orange flowers - orange single flowered Dahlias with bronze foliage and 2 varieties of Crocosmia. A special golden yellow Crocosmia and a large flowered orange variety
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Is autumn on the way? The bronzed tree peony foliage in the foreground, hints that it might be
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Colour co-ordinated dressing gown with seat in the back garden - no gardener in sight
Toast and fruit with frothy coffee in the front garden, with the latest gardening mag nearby and waving out to passersby.  That's the interesting bit!   

I live in a multicultural community close to the city where there are many colourful people!!  Yes - even in conservative Christchurch.   Most people give a cheerful wave, some chat away like old friends and most remark on the garden.  But there a few who stride past head down, not noticing a thing. 
These ones often look as though they have the worries of the world on their shoulders and they probably have!   Many are young and I wonder if they have somewhere to live when housing is at such a premium these days.  
I feel as though I am one of the lucky ones with a house and a garden, realising it is not something to be taken for granted any more.
  Finally my gaze settles on the garden and I become uneasy.  It's not just the odd weed that disturbs me - they are easy to deal with - just pull 'em out! 

It's either a sick plant or a great long leafy branch of something which is entirely engulfing a treasure which I can't see anymore.  Panic overtakes me - where is that special plant?
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I leave the dressing gown and slippers behind as I leap out of my comfy chair to investigate.  From now on it's the long white nightie investigating, as I lift up the invading triffid and hurrah - my treasure is still there, albeit pale and tiny, as though it's been grown under a sack!  The invading triffid must be lopped.  But where are the secateurs?  In the shed.  So round to the shed I trundle, long white nightie trailing along the ground, to get the secateurs.  While I'm there I grab the loppers too, and the handfork to attack that big thistle which was bugging me, and perhaps the trowel as well, just in case something needs to be moved.  Intent on the task in hand and oblivious to the white nightie and the odd passerby, I trail back to the front garden and with great glee, lop a bit off here, and dig out the offending thistle there.  And suddenly I'm seeing a mass of other weedy problems which really need to be attended to on the spot!  Eventually, I stand back and survey where I have been - the garden's looking much happier for that bit of instant attention.  But then I remember I've got things to do - places to go and I look at my watch  - 11.30am??  How did that happen so quickly?  The front of the long white nightie's s a mess - covered in dirt, twigs, and scrunched up leaves, while the fluffy pink dressing gown is elegantly draped over the empty comfy breakfast chair!
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Does this terracotta Helenium look good with this apricot Achillea
I'm realise I'm never going to get to those places I'm meant to go to, so best not to worry about things to do, places to go, and just spend some time in the garden - looking!  I look down at the mucky nightie and realise I do at least need to get into proper gardening duds, like the baggy muddy pants and the discoloured holey Tshirt.  Sometimes we get so involved in what needs to be done in the garden, that we forget to get dressed, but just stand and stare.  
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Pinkish-orange Canna lilys steal the show with orange Dahlias and wild Fennel in the background
Staring, is actually time well spent, because that's often when the penny drops about what's wrong and what's right with the garden.    Are those plants which were moved in the spring doing as well as they should, and do they actually work with the rest of the plants and the garden generally?  What plants should I transplant in the autumn and what is allowed to stay? Questions, questions, questions and it's looking for those elusive answers which makes gardening so addicitive. ​
PictureOrach and Queen Anne's Lace seedheads with Michelmas Daisies - or Asters

​ Then suddenly it IS Autumn!  Well it feels like it in the mornings when there is a definite chill in the air.   I draw the pink dressing gown tighter around me as the mornings are no longer quite so balmy.   And there are seed-heads amongst the Michelmas daisies!

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    I AM A GARDENER, GARDEN WRITER AND ARTIST.   AFTER SEVERAL YEARS WRITING REGULARLY AS A COLUMNIST I HAVE MISSED WRITING ABOUT MY GARDEN, OTHER GARDENS AND GARDENS IN GENERAL FOR THE GARDEN PAGES OF THE PRESS SO HAVE RESOLVED TO SET UP MY OWN BLOG AND WEBSITE.
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     IN THIS WAY  I CAN DISCUSS WHAT IS HAPPENING IN MY GARDEN AND IN OTHERS AS THE SEASONS TURN.  I STILL DO GO RUSHING INTO THE GARDEN TO TAKE PHOTOS OF SOMETHING  WHEN THE LIGHT IS RIGHT OR SOMETHING LOOKS PARTICULARLY DELECTABLE, BUT ITS NOT THE SAME WHEN THE PHOTOS DO NOT GET 'OUT THERE'.  HOWEVER WITH MY OWN BLOG, THE PHOTOS AND ACCOMPANYING STORY CAN AGAIN BE SEEN BY THOSE WHO ARE INTERESTED.  

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