Did nothing more than feed the birds and have a (short) stroll round today.
I like to "see what we've got" and make plans for next year.
I start getting into pruning the wisterias from about now when they are past their best, getting rid of any straggly growth thsat goes on all summer. Later I'll prune off the dead blossom, it'll save a daily sweep up of the fallen ones.
But with this new one I'm letting it do its own thing for a bit.
Firstly, I want it to bush out a bit over the canopy of the pergola and at the same time let the ends cascade down further, for about a couple of feet. I'll tidy them up later in the year.
I could get into this phlox and weed out lots of whispy bits of grass, but I won't untill the blooms have died off, which won't be for a bit.
I'm pleased with our giant lily progress. I sprayed them a few times for lily beetle a while back and there's not much damage. I've only found about three beetles this year.
These will grow to up to a foot above the height of the fence.
They always lean over, looking for the sun above the fence, I usually have to get in there and tie them up in a couple of weeks.
I always believe that with random plantings, there's no such thing as an unwelcome clash of colours in nature.
Our second new David Austin rose is starting to make an appearance. Roald Dahl.
We must have had this small bloom rose for over thirty-five years in this old concrete tub, but it is so pretty, yet every bloom no more than a couple of inches in diameter. It suffers from blackspot every year,
Not so badly this year and I'm removing any trace as I see it.
Another "inmate" of "the alley of shame," is starting a "bloom protest."
The lawn is starting to recover from my scarifying.