My garden in September

I realised yesterday that with everything else going on (and mostly going on away from the blog) that somehow we’d reached way into October before I’d shared my regular garden update post. So here it is, there are less photos than usual, but that’s reflecting less time in the garden for all the reasons I’ve already mentioned.

It was good to look through the photos though, as seeing that we had sun was a good reminder, and a bit of a shock after all the rain we’re starting to get used to. The lushness of this climbing plant was rewarding too, as it was one of the ones I spent time rescuing after the new neighbour got a little too over-enthusiastic trimming my plants. I was pretty certain I could rescue some, but I wasn’t sure how well they’d behave, and I’ve been pleasantly surprised.

rescued plants thriving

You wouldn’t believe quite how much they’ve grown - most of the way up the fence panel. We added the plastic-coated wire fencing, which we’d brought back from the allotment, to use as a trellis. MOH wasn’t keen on the aesthetics, but actually it’s worked well and I’d consider actually buying some in the future to use instead of trellis. It’s easy to put up - we used a staple gun - and quickly it fades away, the dark colour helps.

tidy climbing plants and fairy lights

Some pretty garden lights also make it a little more magical, though it’s been a while since we’ve sat outside. The table is still uncovered, being the optimist that I am, I’m hoping that it will be dry enough soon so that we can cover it up for the winter.

While the photo below isn’t the best, you can see just how far it’s come in a relatively short space of time.

look how much theyve filled out

In case you’re wondering, the brown and dead/dying plant on the far side of the trellis is the ivy that our neighbour was trying to remove, and trying to make out was ours. It isn’t. And it’s no longer there, or at least that part isn’t. They’ve done the same further down the garden and have rather cheekily, somehow heaved it over the fence, which I’m not too happy about. And while we never had The Chat before, I’m trying to resist the urge for the dead ivy to miraculously hop over the fence again. I know I should be the bigger person, but, the dead ivy hop is very tempting.

Let’s look at some pretty fairy lights instead, before we move on.

sunlight streaming through the fence

The other thing that’s odd, is these dahlias. When I bought them they were in bud and soon flowered. Then nothing. Nada. All summer. As the weather started to turn they forced a few more flowers, and then dormant again. They didn’t exactly bring colour to our patio, well apart from green, and as you know green isn’t something I’m short of.

a burst of yellow dahlias

The cyclamen and the black grass continue to be a good combination. A subtle combination, and one that’s probably not enhanced by the dried leaves, or weeds. But it’s real at least.

delicate cyclamen crispy leaves and black grass

The gerbera has been the star this year. It’s flowered, and flowered, and flowered. Actually I probably should check on it…

gerberas adding colour

And the lettuce. This is still the first sowing, I didn’t need to do a repeat sowing as we were still eating this well into the month. I suspect it’s a bit bitter now, but it was well worth growing. Much better than the plastic bags of salad from the supermarket. Though I know which lettuce I want to grow next year, I’m very much a mild lettuce kind of girl, these are mostly peppery, which MOH is a fan of.

still harvesting lettuce

My challenge for the weekend will be to get out into the garden and actually take some pictures so I can do an October version of this post, hopefully as late in the month as this one!

How’s your garden been?

Reflecting on my week #101

Sometimes it’s the little things, isn’t it? When someone notices, when they say thanks, when their actions give you that warm fuzzy feeling. That happened today, and was accompanied by this card and a box of chocolates too. And it couldn’t have been more timely, or infact unexpected, but nonetheless welcomed.

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More than ever I feel these updates are about how busy I am, how much more there is to do and how I’m not doing everything I set out to do. They’re not fun to write, let alone read, but they are real life. This past week though there’s been an impromptu pub session with a good old chinwag, some pizza and quite a lot of red wine, and very good it was too.

Usually Friday evenings are my digital detox night. This week that stretched through most of Saturday too. With a couple of rugby games to watch out came my crochet, to make some more progress on the shell border. I got there in the end, but there was a few false starts and some unraveling along the way.

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There’s still more to do, including a border of squares (which the patten currently has me stumped at) and then some more rounds to finish, so it’ll be a while yet. It’s coming along nicely, and once I’ve cracked the next set of squares, I’m hoping there’ll be no stopping me.

As the temperatures are dropping, i’ve already got my next project lined up. Not being much of one for coats, it’s a snuggly poncho, though i might adapt a pattern, if I’m feeling brave. It’s worked in a single piece, so the bonus is that it’ll keep me warm as I go as well as it’s intended use.

This weekend just gone we were out for lunch celebrating my MILs birthday. The Sunday lunch was good, so was the company, but it was just a little bit loud. Which makes me feel about 105, but being able to have a conversation across a table of five would have been handy. Though I’ll admit at times being cocooned in my own world has its appeal too.

Another short update from me, but at least there’s an update. Of sorts.

I’ve a day off on Friday and already the list of things I want to tackle will take me into the middle of next week, and that’s before I realised I’m seriously behind with my Christmas shopping (sorry to mention the C-word). And before you say I’m not, I am. This year our family Christmas is on 30 November, a date when usually I’m just starting my shopping.

Wish me luck. Or worry for the presents my family are likely to receive…

Reflecting on my week #100

Writing here has taken a bit of a backseat lately, as I’m sure you’ve spotted, but I’ve realised with the help of the quote below that we all need a bit of an outlet. Here, and crafts - currently crochet - are my thing, and birth have been relatively quiet of late. In fact a photo I’d submitted for a World Mental Health Day exhibition last year, was the prompt. I’d missed the exhibition last year, but the photos were used again this year, and so I got to see it, finally.

The irony of my own advice and of my current ‘busyness’ which hurtled past overwhelm a little while back, isn’t lost on me!

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And so with a weekend free of commitments, that’s just what I did. The weather too played its part, as who wanted to venture out unless it was essential, definitely not me. Though we did pop to Majestic for a bit of a wine shop, definitely essentials!

As well as a busy working week, we’ve had some busy weekends. There’s been a medieval banquet near Coventry, a work conference in Birmingham - both within a few days of each other, but which required a trip back to London in between, but hey ho. Both were good, and while up that way we stopped off for a visit at Kenilworth Castle, a truly fascinating place. Castle ruins for MOH to look around, and a garden for me - and there was plenty still out too, so more to see than I’d expected.

If you’re not convinced by crafting to create some headspace, for me it definitely works. And this quote was something I needed to see.

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Combined with my word for the year, which has been nagging at me lately - it’s focus! - I’ve had a quiet weekend with my crochet, and with MOH of course! The grey squares from the last post in this series have been sewn together, or 9 of them at least and I’m on my third round of the shell border. Though I had to unravel most of the shells and start again, as I’d messed up.

Normally I’d debate with myself if I could continue, but this weekend the unraveling helped too. I’m back to where I was before it all started and this time, at least, it was good to keep my creativity in line with the actual pattern.

I wish there was something more momentous for this ‘milestone’ post, but there isn’t.

There’s plenty more busyness ahead I’m sure. But I’m also hoping to spend some more-time-than-lately here, and with my crochet too.

So, time out taken, let ‘normal’ life resume.