Last week Chris in Canada featured six veggies and I all but promised him I’d do the same this week. Sorry Chris, I’ll do a separate blog on my veg plot, there’s too much going on here in the garden.
Fuchsia of the week just had to be ‘Vera Garcia’. Sid Garcia used to bring his new varieties in to the nursery where I worked and we would propagate them up and get them on the catalogue. I don’t think we ever knew how many other nurseries he gave them to. We still have ‘Vera Garcia’ and ‘Chantelle Garcia’ though ‘Vera’ is doing rather better. I’m usually more of a fan of the slightly highbrow species and species crosses but this one is just so good, covered with flowers, no rust. I’m loving it.
Agapanthus ‘Northern Star’. In amongst it is a spike of Gladiolus papilio ‘Ruby’, a combination that I was pipped at the post on by Gill Heavens. Worth repeating though.
Geranium ‘Rozanne’. I was listening in on a couple of ladies talking when I was at Rosemoor the other day and one of them said to the other, talking of a Geranium in the border there; “Oh it’s only the common one, Rozanna”. And so it is, but it hasn’t really been around all that long and it’s just too good to be dismissive of, no matter how common. I was sitting watching honey bees working it yesterday, they just love it. It sprawls out over quite a big area but then gets cut back to almost nothing in the winter so the various bulbs around it get their chance.
Hydrangea macrophylla You and Me Together = ‘Youmefive’. This double flowered variety just goes on flowering from early summer until winter and the flowers stay in good condition, turning reddish. It’s in the root zone of a large conifer so I’ve had to water it every other day this summer and last. The tree is going, I look forward to this performing as it should.
The Dahlias are flowering; well about half of them are. It seems to have been an oddly all or nothing year with slugs, some plants were barely touched, grew away and are flowering freely. Others were browsed relentlessly and were very late to take off. Most of them at least now have bud on them. This one is ‘Red Velvet’ and it never lets me down. I’m not mad about pastel coloured Dahlias, this is what Dahlias do best.
Clematis viticella. Several decades ago, my parents lived in Redhill in Surrey and on a wire fence down the front drive they had a clematis. One year it set seed and I raised a few seedlings. I can’t remember where I was living at the time but somehow one of those seedlings is still with me. I don’t remember the parent plant either, but I like to think that this is fairly close to what wild Clematis viticella might look like. The flowers are an inch or so wide, never fully open. There isn’t a named variety grown that doesn’t have vastly more flower power but it reminds me of my mum and that’s worth far more. Shares her tenacity too. (The big leaves are Holboellia)
On which nostalgic note I will sign off for another week. Our local garden club are visiting us tomorrow. The forecast was for a possible shower but now it looks like it will be dry.
Actually, my mum would have been the last person I’d have wanted coming round my garden; she became quite the kleptomaniac in her dotage and you couldn’t go anywhere without her nicking cuttings or seeds. It must be where I get it from.
I don’t know what she’d have made of virtual gardening but there’s a lot of us doing it. Links to a lovely bunch of like minded souls are to be found on The Propagator’s blog, he being the ringmaster of this fine circus.