Perennials are popping up where I’d forgotten I’d planted them, spring flowering shrubs are just about over and there’s been a huge opportunity on the perfection of these June day to whack the place apart.
Some day I’ll go into the garden and not be critical of each and every plant. What’s missing from the photograph below is a giant Rosa glauca and that left the path a little easier to manage, a seedling of the mother plant will flourish and it will continue to live here.
I’ve never ever seen a year like this one for weeds and diseases. Unbelievable. That warm winter didn’t kill off a lot of offenders, the humungous amount of rain that never seemed to end lead to fungal diseases. I had one tree so infected, so covered in aphids and ants farming them that I had to whack it right back (it was a Heptacodium miconoides). Derek Welsh the arbourist says it will probably come back all right. My soil is good. So take courage with your own plants. It might not be the end of them.
Over the next few weeks I’ll get out a summer newsletter.
And I thank those who’ve asked about my husband Jack Batten. In the past week he’s starting improving. The man I love has returned and feels so much better. It’s been a hellish couple of months but I feel as if life is going to return to something close to normal. Yeaaaaaa
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