Monday 19 December 2022

A proper December

Back in the day, November was chilly and December even more so.  Taking part in Bonfire Night activities, in early November, meant donning warm clothes and gloves, which were generally de rigeur until about March, or sometimes April.  In recent years, winters have been becoming milder, and we’ve got used to plants overwintering with little protection.  Some years I’ve left my echeverias outside, their pots moved up against the house wall for shelter.  Last winter I left some dahlias in pots on the patio, with no special measures to keep them warm, and they survived.

But then, occasionally, the weather just likes to remind us that we can’t take things for granted.  December this year has been cold, and last Sunday we woke to about 18cm (7 inches or so) of snow; there has been no further snowfall, but temperatures have only occasionally risen above zero Centigrade (and then only by a couple of degrees) and at night have fallen to -9C at times.  The roads have been treacherous, so I’ve been confined to the village, living (rather comfortably, actually) out of the stores in the freezer.  Yesterday a rapid thaw started, with rain and significantly warmer weather, and today all the snow has gone, leaving us with milder but very windy conditions. 

Frosted glass in the porch

When icicles hang by the wall ,,,

The birdlife has been very glad of the cooking apple tree; they've eaten all the apples that were still on the tree, and we’ve taken a few more out of store for the blackbirds.  It has been too cold to keep putting drinking water out for them; it froze within a couple of hours.

The last apple on the tree

So, what of the plants?  The greenhouse temperature has fallen to below -3C, which the dahlias (brought in there to dry off) will not like, and the top growth on the hedychiums is looking decidedly peaky.  Last year I dispensed with the greenhouse’s bubblewrap protection over winter, but this year I’m regretting not having taken any steps to protect the more tender plants.  Too late now, I suppose, although the meteorologists are hinting darkly at more cold weather to come, so it might still be worth putting the wrap up.

But, despite the past week’s freezing temperatures, life in the garden still goes on: under the snow, the hellebores have been pushing up buds …

Hellebore buds under the old leaves




 

Sunday 11 December 2022

Saturday 10 December 2022

Foggy November, frosty December

Woodpigeons in the fog

True to form, November slid downhill from mild and wet to chilly, foggy and damp.  The last days of the month were marked by dismal, dank fog, with the sun occasionally peeking through but to no great effect.  The pigeons gathered high in the trees to enjoy what little sun there was, and the sparrows, dunnocks and robins enjoyed the fatballs and crumbs put out for them; Lefty became a regular on the patio for breakfast.   Then one day into December, officially winter, the temperatures dropped, the weather came from the east and north and overnight minus temperatures (and not much more by day) became the norm.  Clear, sunny weather but feeling cold.  The berries on the rowan and holly trees were eaten weeks ago, so the cotoneaster berries and cooking apples – the eaters were boxed up for safety some time back – have been the main attraction for birds in search of food.  Fieldfares and a host of blackbirds flocked to the apple tree and to a pile of partly-damaged apples left out on the terrace up by the house, with occasional forays by robins, tits and chaffinches (there aren’t many cooking apples left on the tree now, although I have a few in store).  A female blackcap was feeding on the apple tree a couple of weeks ago, though I haven’t seen her since; blackcaps have been noted staying the winter in the UK in recent years instead of migrating to Iberia, and it was a bit late for this one to be on passage unless she was heading for the south coast.  I hope she stays here over winter.

Diners on the terrace

At least there have been no further avian flu casualties as far as I’ve seen.

I haven’t yet finished weeding the veg patch so no compost has been spread on the beds yet; as a result no garlic or beans have been planted / sown, though there will still be time for that when the freeze lets up.  The tulip bulbs are also still waiting to be planted, though the saved sweet pea seeds have been sown and are germinating on an indoor windowsill. 

There are still a few last flowers blooming in the garden, though they won’t last long in the frost.  Fuchsia ‘Hawkshead’ was in flower until the past few days, and one last ‘Gertrude Jekyll’ rose is holding on, battered but unbowed; and I picked the last nerine stem for a vase the other day.  There are winter flowers too: Rosemary ‘Miss Jessop’s Upright’ is providing some colour in the front garden, along with Mahonia ‘Winter Sun’ and the winter jasmine (Jasminum nudiflorum).

Rosemary 'Miss Jessop's Upright'

Jasminum nudiflorum

Fuchsia 'Hawkshead' - before the frost

Rosa 'Gertrude Jekyll' - hanging on in there