Summer is icumen in
sing cuckoo!
This weekend (a bank holiday in the UK) I am stuck here in Cambridge rather than working in my woodland....which is why I am writing instead of grubbing around with spade and trowel. In truth, I absolutely needed a rest since this last month has telescoped into an intense period of changes - need to take breath for a while. The bluebells came and went at the same time as a startling phenomenon, unseen in my life, of poplar woods coming into new growth. Nothing could have prepared me for the deep bronze and gold canopy, so utterly different from the acid green of new oak. The birdsong, which starts before first light then ratchets up to a furious but never dissonent chorale. We sowed clover, in preparation for the new hives, finally stacked the cut wood for next winter and added an old forage plant, sainfoin to any bare patches in our main clearing. The umbels have been rising since April, with the first alexanders, Queen Annes Lace, angelica and hedge parsley glowing creamily against the deepening green - we are now waist high in velvcet hogweed foliage (an ugly name for a lovely plant, beloved by charms of goldfinch which balance on the flat flower heads, nibbling seed.
And yep, the elusive cuckoo, along with the first sightings of swallows swooping over the Yare, have caused us to pause, smile and feel blessed.
An additional bonus to woodland exile has been the spring blooms of roses -all of which are in voluptuous maturity, tumbling untidily about the amateur supports which clutter the allotment. As usual, I have failed at any sort of tying in and taming so certain paths are now impassable while entry to the toolshed can only be effected on hands and knees - despite using an assortment of rakes and hoes as impromptu rose supports.
This year (as in every year) I am berating myself for backsliding on the vegetable stakes and vowing to do better - hence I ventured forth into torrential rain to spread horticultural fleece over the diminishing french beans (and stick extra seeds in the snail chewed gaps). Once there, muddy and wet, it seemed only reasonable to take a hard look at the overgrown late summer borders - massive clumps of asters and hemerocallis dug out and transferred to a new patch (now that the old rhiubarb has finally been evicted)....and, having made some veggie effort, I rewarded myself with planting some new and thrilling perennials (strobilanthes, so-called 'flowerless' phlox, more aconitum) as well as half a dozen dahlias. Will be back later to fill gaps with some direct sown zinnias and flax.
Lots and lots of truculent little wrens in the honeysuckle hedge which borders the north end of the plot while again, a family of bluetits have invaded the toolshed (just as well it is a nightnare to enter) - the enormous brood of at least 8 have been running around dangerously near my clumping boots. Finally, I am sitting at my desk with new(ish) PC and a huge vase of sweet peas which are almost narcotic in their penetrating but never sickly fragrance.
Yep, summer is definitely in the post.
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