As summer 2020 ends (Yikes! it’s already September 3), I find myself bemused and a bit befuddled by the bounty of the Cutting Garden. For as orderly and manicured as the rest of the property is, the “outlier” on these three acres, the Cutting Garden, is a disorderly collection of overly enthusiastic Japanese anemone, burgeoning last minute pots of tomatoes, rambling vines, and too-happy-for-their-own-good salvias. Excuse me if I sound a bit irreverent at times, but I really feel like letting my hair down. I forget when planting all these dears way back in the spring that by the end of August they will almost have outgrown their beds. It must have been all the spring rain and then a full month of blistering heat .
The dahlias are the only group behaving themselves; of course that’s because we put up their Parterre green stakes in May, lined up like little soldiers, always hoping that we can coax them into blooming “early” (which means June…never works out). The chartreuse feverfew edging the pair of parterres in this earlier summer picture has by now been consumed.
It is only the formal plinth and urn, filled with my zany Egyptian onions, that present any sea of calm as late summer growth gambols along.
Take for example the Japanese anemone. It amazes me that something so feminine and delicate can be such a thug! This late bloomer has graceful, tall stems with an exquisite soft pink flower. Invariably, she outgrows her space each year…and we take her out…and then she reappears the following year.
But the bees love her!
These “ultimate enablers,”as I call these busy buzzers, may be the reason some plants pop up randomly among other established selections…as in Dahlia ‘Jane Cowl’ and her sidekick, verbena bonariensis.
Or Rose ‘Julia Child,’ and my favorite blue salvia, ‘Singing the Blues’ (also a very important pollinator) getting overly cozy in their little bed.
Roses even find a way to mix and mingle among the twining clematis ‘Princess Diana,'(which in this case of overgrowing couldn’t make me happier). Speaking of roses, they have been stars all summer long (though some are looking a bit tired by all the heat).
Would I be stating the obvious by saying that I adore my roses and am so grateful for the blooms they provide for arrangements in the house, my fave pastime?
On a final note, the makeshift lattice we put up as a trial along the west side of the Cutting Garden has proven its worth. This fall it will be replaced with an elegant, tall design that will assure support for the height of so many plants at this time of the year.
Aaah, Mother Nature, bless her heart. She has kept me so entertained throughout this “summer of Covid.”