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Thursday, September 25, 2014

Buds and colours; September in the garden;


We can not stop the seasons following each other.  When I lived in a cold climate, I wanted summer to stay for much longer. End of August I was sad because everything pointed to the end of summer days. It was always like something was taken away from me, a little piece of happiness was lost. 
The gifts from nature we must take as they are given, says reason. Here in the Southern hemisphere, in the subtropics, the seasons and the sun are generous they barley make a change, they let your heart sing anytime, why then do I crave the other, the hardship of winter when the cold bites into your bones and everything shivers. When spring arrived I looked at the tulips, and the crocus emerging like no cold winter ever happened. The magic of the seasons. Now lets celebrate spring with buds, flowers and colour. 
©Ts




Profusely flowering Mango tree, looking forward to its luscious fruit.


 
Lemon blossoms, nothing more citrus than a fresh, ripe yellow lemon. No garden should be without a lemon tree. 



Hippeastrums are later this year, the first glimpse...They are such amazing  flowers, huge and show offs.

Nothing but Baudelaire poetry suits these sultry blooms.

You tear me open, dark beauty,
With derisive laughter,
And then look at my heart
With eyes as soft as moonlight




Azaleas had a fantastic season this spring, producing flowers in abundance.



Dendrobium Orchids, have such a surprised look about them, like they could not believe  their own beauty.,..


This one has all the attributes to be a favourite.  Antique rose Irene Watts,
bred by Guillot France, 1896.
 'Irene Watts' is rather unlike the other China roses in its colouring and growth habit. The blooms of 'Irene Watts' are a delicate apricot colour,with deeper orange tones at the heart of the bloom. 
The plant is  compact and twiggy, and will form a very tidy small to medium shrub. In a milder zone.mature plant may reach around 90 cm in height. Disease resistance is much better than average, and it is a very reliable repeat bloomer. 




Wisteria is also later this year, just started to flower, in no time it will be a soft purple haze.



Azalea Mrs. Bolton in full spring colour.



Always liked these brilliant, small flowers and the leaves of Canna indica. The fence of the chicken yard will soon be covered with climbers which I have planted along it. 



Limonium  a smaller bred plant then the big growing sea lavender from the Canary Islands.



A new Geranium/Pelargonium;  Over winter I have grown on cuttings from around 10 different Ivy geraniums. All have taken and are already planted into bigger pots, some out into the garden beds.



Irene Watts, the open flower, soft and delicate.



The simple beach blanket rose has never stopped flowering,
 since my daughter brought me two plants last summer.



A new addition to my Salvia collection. It's name Love and Wishes.




I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.
 Robert Browning 




Believe it or not:
If I keep  a green bough in my heart
the singing bird will come.


©pictures and some texts Ts 

Monday, September 1, 2014

September, first day of spring;


“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” 
 Rainer Maria Rilke 



Azalea "Dreamtime" grows in my garden since many years, exactly 25. Every spring  it is covered with these silver pink, glistening flowers, never misses a beat, despite dry or wet or sun. If I had to choose a perfect plant for spring it would be this one.




An odd little number, growing in a pot since ever. At this time of year it is covered with tiny wax like fringed flowers.


Mother of Millions;




“Is the spring coming?" he said. "What is it like?"...
"It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine...” 
 Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden 




Ivy geranium, for ever growing in this pot, always waiting for this moment  in September to burst into flowers;


Blue Spires, a new Salvia has joined the Salvia clan.



It does not matter if spring is in the Northern or Southern Hemisphere; Spring is Spring. Ts



Camellias have taken a new lease of life after the rain; this is Hana Fuki a C.japonica.


Never find enough praise for the wonderful Iceberg Rose; some pruning of the spend flowers and off she goes again. Bees find her very attractive.


First day of spring and the appletree is flowering; such pretty, delicate blossoms. It takes the energy from 50 leaves to produce one apple.


Peach blossoms;
It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want — oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! ~Mark Twain






Double pink peach blossom. It has grown from  a throw away peach pit down at the driveway entrance. I was amazed how this little tree held its weight, growing without any help of water or fertilizer. I just enjoyed every spring its flowers. Then Peter dug it out and brought it up to the orchard and planted it again with lots of TLC. The year after it had a couple of peaches. Now it is growing well, displaying its rare flowers; I am already counting the peaches.



Apricot suitable for the subtropics.


Camellia japonca;


A pretty spring flower and a poem made for me by my 11 year old granddaughter Fabrizia Chiara.



Believe it or not:

Here in the subtropics, spring is like a fairy tale, it is here and it is not. Spring is quickly taken over by the hot breath of summer, first it tempts with  the softest promise which turns from one day to the other into hot summer days. Today is the first day of spring and it is already 27C. Once it is September there is no looking back, winter season, cold days are forgotten for many month to come. Jumpers and scarves are returned to their slumber in moth secure boxes.

©Ts Photos and some Texts.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Garden gems in July;

To nurture a garden means hoes and rakes, broken fingernails, hands in the soil, sun and wind in the face, body and soul sing to the tune of nature. Ts



Feverfew; Tanacetum parthenium;


Cottage Gladiolus;



“A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in--what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.” 
― Victor HugoLes Misérables



Pycnoporus found on decaying Palm trunk;


Delbard Rose;


Ready for the flowers;

“Gardens and flowers have a way of bringing people together, drawing them from their homes.” 
Clare Ansberry, The Women of Troy Hill: The Back-Fence Virtues of Faith and Friendship 



Gladiolus nanus  "Las Vegas"


Herbgarden;


Lemongrass flowers

“Gardens are enclosed areas in which plants and arts meet. They form 'cultures' in an uncompromised sense of the word.” 
 Peter Sloterdijk, Du mußt dein Leben ändern 




Bromeliad Nidularium;



Aloe waking up;


A glimpse of the garden in winter;

“The greatest change we need to make is from consumption to production, even if on a small scale, in our own gardens. If only 10% of us do this, there is enough for everyone. 
Bill Mollison 



Cottage gladioli.



Canna indica;



The name for this thyme comes from Jekka McVicar the UK’s leading organic herb grower. Her family run herb farm grows over 400 varieties of herbs and boasts the largest collection of culinary and medicinal herbs in the UK.
Thyme Jekka; pink flowers and strong flavour.



An old fashioned Geranium; since around 25 years in my garden.


“Long experience has taught me that people who do not like geraniums have something morally unsound about them. Sooner or later you will find them out; you will discover that they drink, or steal books, or speak sharply to cats. Never trust a man or a woman who is not passionately devoted to geraniums.” 
Beverley Nichols, Merry Hall 

(smile, I like that; the good old  Geranium reveals even more…)




I have established a smallish garden along the chicken yard; I call it the butterfly garden.



I am in love with this Plectranthus, everything is beautiful about it; it is not a glamour plant where people say ahh and ohh.  Its toughness, the leaves soft downy silver blue, ethereal, small blue flowers so worthwhile to grow it.



“What wondrous life in this I lead
Ripe apples drop about my head” 
Andrew Marvell 



Camellia japonica;



Bromeliad Neoregelia;


Believe it or not;

“The master of the garden is the one who waters it, trims the branches, plants the seeds, and pulls the weeds. If you merely stroll through the garden, you are but an acolyte.” 
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration



©Photos my garden; Ts