While the slightly strange coolish but humidish and frequently showerish weather continues, the garden is looking curiously lush for August - the grass is still deep green and the flowers that usually bloom in September are in full flush now with dark dahlias flowering alongside some lime green glads, rudbeckia and heleniums bringing new hotter hues. And yet some other flowers that should have been flowering weeks ago, are just making an appearance. Yes, sweet peas, I am talking about you!
I truly believe that there is little more pleasing than a bunch of your own sweet peas on your kitchen table or window sill. The scent is so pretty is it almost silly. Worth the weeks of staring, slightly crossly, at weedy seedlings refusing to grow.
Elsewhere, poppies, drumstick alliums and achillea are jostling for space and larkspur and verbena are racing skyward along with delphiniums and swathes of cosmos,
And just as the garden is reaching its mad, glorious best, I am leaving it for a couple of weeks. It is the same every year, but Sicily and sunshine and Norfolk and messing about in the sea are calling so the garden will have to admire itself without me wandering around it telling the plants how gorgeous they are! I will be awol for a week or two, so enjoy the sun/showers, the beautiful flowers, the slower pace that august brings and, of course, the 'lympics! Go team GB! Bxx