As autumn arrives, it feels like a good time to reflect on the year. It’s far from over, of course, but there’s a change in the air.
Summer – if you could call that a summer – certainly feels like it’s over, and autumn is on the way.
Too much red and purple
It all felt a bit too red and purple this year. Not on purpose, I should add, but that’s just how things turned out.
I’ve planted some bright yellow rudbeckia in the sunny border, so that should brighten things up next year.
A glamorous dahlia or two could help. Something pink, perhaps. We’ll see.
Start the cannas early
A disappointing year for the cannas – they’re half the size they were in 2020; barely up to my chest.
The weather hasn’t helped, but the fault is mine – I should have brought them into the house and given them a kick-start.
Next year, I’ll start them in late Feb/early March, so they’re marvellous by May.
Same goes for the colocasia – start them early, so they’re colossal by June.
Choose your battles
It felt like such a fuss battling the slugs and snails this year. Garlic washes, rocky barriers, coffee grounds – exhausting. Inevitably, I lost. (Come on – I was never going to win.)
Next year, I think I’ll just leave them to munch away, and do my best to encourage more birds (and, all being well, hedgehogs) into the garden.
After all, as I’ve said previously, the garden isn’t just mine. The slugs and snails have their place, and have a purpose.
All in all, then, it’s been quite a year. Lots of ups and downs (both in and out of the garden), but I can’t really complain.
And we’re not finished! In 2 weeks time, my family and I will be off again on holiday.
Our destination? Where else but plant Mecca, plantsman’s paradise – Madeira.
A fitting end to the growing season.