Monday, 27 January 2025

A busy week

 

First hellebore flowers!

Some days spent working in the garden don’t seem to result in very much.  You go round the plot, doing a bit of cutting back here, a spot of weeding there, a few seeds sown somewhere else and maybe another little job too, and at the end of the day nothing much seems to have been achieved.  But most days last week were dry and not too cold, and I managed several tasks that have been hanging over me for some time, and getting them done makes me feel satisfied that I’ve actually achieved something in the garden.

In my last post I mentioned that I’d put some sweet pea seeds to soak.  They were duly sown in pots in the cold frame, with a good sprinkling of chilli powder to deter any mice that might get in there.  (Note to self: add more chilli powder to the supermarket shopping list!)

The old herb bed, which had been mostly cleared in the autumn, was top of the list for some work.  When the self-sown oregano was removed, I found a Stipa tenuissima plant that had sown itself there; I used to have one in the bottom bed but I think I’ve lost it, so I was glad to find its offspring and let it stay.  Otherwise the bed contains the rose ‘Gertrude Jekyll’ and some chives that needed cleaning up (some nasty creeping grass and creeping potentilla had got in there), and I managed to weed the row of chives along the path edge (still some on the other side needing to be tackled).  This bed is an ideal home for some tulips; apart from a few random survivors planted in odd corners, all my tulips in recent years have been in containers, and I wanted a few more permanent flowers.  I had kept last year’s potful of T. ‘Ballerina’, which is a bit more perennial than some, and I rather belatedly heaved them out of their pot and into the ground.  They already had some shoots, although I’m not sure these looked mature enough to flower this year.  ‘Ballerina’ is a bit of a risk, in colour terms; it’s orange, and Rosa ‘Gertrude Jekyll’ is pink.  I’m counting on timing preventing too much of a clash; ‘Ballerina’ should have exited stage left before ‘Gertrude’ makes her entrance.  If there’s an overlap, it ought to be brief.  I also planted a red tulip, T. ‘Pieter de Leur’, in the bed, and marked the location of all the tulips with a layer of wood ash, so that I'll know where to avoid when I put in further plants alongside!  They do now have the company of the anthemis which I moved from the ‘patio bed’ where it was too close, and too similar in colour, to the leucanthemum.  That has left a temporary hole in the patio bed planting, but the other plants will soon fill that.

Anthemis - and ash on the tulips!

The hole where the anthemis was

I also had some ‘World Friendship’ tulips, which I managed to add to the two old bulbs that I planted last year, along the terrace edge; they got a place-marker layer of wood ash too, although I don’t expect to be doing too much digging round there for a while.

On the subject of bulbs, I pulled up the (badly frosted) lobelia plants in the brown plastic tubs, and found that the miniature daffodils underneath were budding nicely; I hope the loss of the insulation provided by the lobelia won’t affect them too much.

Mini daffs shooting nicely

Thinking of bulbs in pots reminded me that I’d been meaning to repot the lilies (Lilium regale, mostly) that were sitting in too-small pots on the patio; they’re now housed in rather more spacious containers.

And before I left the patio, I got up a ladder and pruned the wisteria!  Another major job done.

Down in the veg patch, there were also things to do.  The two little alpine strawberry beds were looking in need of renovation; the plants start to fade after about three years, and it’s best to replace them.  Fortunately they seed themselves gently about the place, and there are usually replacements on hand.  I pulled up the old plants on one bed, put in some younger ones (thereby also weeding some of the veg bed paths) and mulched well with old compost saved from last year’s dahlia pots.  I’ll do the other bed when I can find the time.  Two rows of shallots were planted and covered with fleece to protect them from the birds, who seem to have been busy reorganising the garlic bulbs, which are coming up but not in the neat rows in which I planted them!

Renovated strawberry bed

The apple cordons have their annual prune in July, but I also like to go over them in winter, when the lack of leaves means I can see more clearly what needs to be removed.  I also decided to take steps to halt the onward march of the lily-of-the-valley, which is encroaching on the apples; so a good layer of cardboard was laid over that end of the lily-of-the-valley patch, with some organic matter (old grass clippings and a little old compost) on top and black plastic over that, well weighted down.  The latter is a necessary precaution, especially as the forecast was for more gales over the weekend; the gales did indeed materialise, although not as severe as further north, and the plastic is still in place!

Sunday, 19 January 2025

Can spring be far behind?

Just past mid-January, and the weather is still reminding us that it’s winter, reasonably enough.  But there are already signs that the natural world is looking ahead to spring.

The past few days have had a definite chill about them, and today (forecast to be ‘thick cloud’) a late-morning mizzle developed into fairly steady light snow that was too light and too wet to lie, but was definitely wintry.  The birdlife came in search of food; a blackbird spent much of the day attending to the remains of an apple left out on the path, and the family of long-tailed tits came and went repeatedly on the fatball container, right up to supper-time.  The dropped scraps from the fatballs also went down well with the blackbird.

Blackbird and his apple

Fatball feeders in the snow

It wasn’t weather to be outside gardening.  I had spent time yesterday going through my seed stash, organising it into ‘dates to be sown’, and found some cabbage seed that can be started off now, as well as a few sweet pea seeds.  (The autumn-sown sweet peas have not done well, with only two seedlings appearing, so it will be up to the January sowing to make any display this year.)  The older sweet pea seeds have now been put in water to soak and plump up, in the hope that they’ll germinate, while the cabbage is still waiting for me to brave the temperatures in the greenhouse and get sowing.  Otherwise, gardening was limited to watering the (indoor) orchid.

Two trays of ‘Aquadulce Claudia’ broad beans have already been sown in module trays and left to germinate in the greenhouse propagator.  The propagator no longer works, but the lid will keep hungry mice off the seeds until they’ve sprouted.  I’m still in two minds about what to do with them when we go on our February holiday; much will depend on how far on they have grown by then.  Options will be to plant them in the ground (and risk mouse depredations) or leave them in the cold frame to grow on.

Despite the birds’ cold-weather feeding frenzy, they are now starting to turn their minds to spring.  A sparrow was toying with a dropped feather the other day, as if it was thinking that it might be useful in days to come, and today two robins were showing signs of a slightly uneasy friendship, at least feeding within a few feet of each other and not displaying aggression.  The real sign of spring will be when they can pair up to jointly chase off other robins.

Less welcome garden visitors have been a pair of magpies; they’ve been about in the background in past years, appearing from time to time, but this winter they’ve been here most days.  They’re bold birds and major predators of smaller birds’ nests, and we chase them away whenever we can.  Reasonably enough, they seem very wary, and fly into the trees at the first sign of our presence, but there’s a limit to how much chasing we can do.

Monday, 13 January 2025

Frozen fingers

After the murky weather leading up to New Year, 2025 started with a week or so of chilly weather, including some snow.  It didn’t last long in these parts, but there was a good deal of ice, and the bright, clear weather brought freezing temperatures at night.  The greenhouse temperature dropped to minus 2.9C.  Patchy snow on the ground and ice – not good gardening weather.  But there’s always plenty of other things needing doing, so I took the opportunity to defrost the freezer; another frozen fingers job.

Cold weather always means birds coming in search of food: Lefty, of course, as well as sparrows, dunnocks, blackbirds, fieldfares, chaffinches, bullfinches and tits of various sorts.  A wren managed to get into the porch, presumably looking for a warm roost for the night, and had to be extricated.  A song thrush also appeared, taking advantage of a sheltered (and therefore unfrozen) spot by the patio to root around for grubs.  I hope it stays around for the Big Garden Birdwatch later this month.

The New Year flower count was reasonable: winter jasmine, winter honeysuckle, mahonia ‘Winter Sun’, viburnums, rosemary, snowdrops, some campanula, the vinca in the front wall, meadow grass, and two ‘one-off’ flowers surviving from the autumn, a solitary wallflower and a stem of brunnera.  Fuchsia ‘Hawkshead’ just about made the count, but the flowers were really too far gone to get more than an honourable mention.