Indian Carpets

People who visit the garden have occassionally asked me what my favourite part is and I confess that I never really give a straight answer.  The garden is a living, changing thing that moves between seasons, shifting in colour and structure.  So the parts of the garden which could be considered as my favourites also change as seasons come and go.

But right now I have a love of what is actually the newest part of the garden.  It is an area we call 'The Western Beds'.  As the name implies, this area is to the west of the main house and is effectively two large beds dissected by a curving grass path.

During the Christmas holidays of 2012 and early 2013 I spent my time creating these beds.  It was hard work for the builders had left a large area of concrete and simply turfed over it!  I could never quite understand why this grass looked so poor and shabby and so had resorted to digging small pits all over this so called lawn to investigate.  That is when I found the concrete.  So with a pickaxe and Vanessa's invaluable help with a wheel barrow, I took off the turf and set about smashing my way through the slab.  Yes, it was utterly exhausting but in the end these two beds were created and during the Spring and Summer of last year I planted out a new colour scheme.

In the rest of the garden the predominent colours of late Spring and early Summer are purple and white but the Western Beds have always intentionally been planted using red and white and all the colours and tones in between.  I had purchased trays of Dianthus barbatus 'Indian Carpet Mixed' and these looked great last year.  But they over Wintered well and have developed into what the name might suggest, a magnificent Indian Carpet that spreads across both borders.  They look lovely and for the time being are my favourite part of the garden.

May Days

It is now 31 months since the first planting phase took place in this garden.  It was hardly a garden back then in August 2011 of course, just an open space, blank and bland.  But now a real garden exists and thrives and May is the month when its maturing plants come to the fore with promise and great beauty.  It is a month that provides a unique combination of freshness and colour.  Everything is so new - the leaves so intensely green, the light so soft and forgiving, the flowers young and unfaded.  The heat of Summer and the full glare of intense sun is a way off.  May is about the here and now and the much longed for.


Wandering around the garden I can see that the herbaceous planting is now mature (note to myself that next year we will need to start dividing up the clumps), maturity is coming to shrubs, trees and hedges.  The trees are getting taller and with that will come a change to the light in the garden as their leaves create shadow and filters.  Hedges are adding division, perspective and compartmentalisation of spaces.  The Lavender are now cobbles of green that pepper the beds they are planted in.
Their time is Summer so at present their role is one of extras in the performance.


But my excitement, at this time of year, is always focused on the Alliums which flow through the garden in great drifts.  They are my personal favourite.  At the beginning of May they are merely large pointed shafts of leaf with green rods and small developing balls atop.  But by the month end these will be a bobbing array in purple shades and white washing across the garden and reaching their ultimate show in the central round border under the canopy of Hawthorn and its white May flower.  This is the very centre of the garden around which every bed and border revolves.  Within the Alliums grow Foxgloves (also white and purple) which will take on the baton and run with it well into Summer.


The temperature can still be cool at this time of year but it is generally benign.  It is the start of the season with all the promise and excitement that brings.  But this also brings with it our first opening for the National Garden Scheme (NGS) and this year we open between 1pm and 5pm on Sunday 25th May.  Tea, cakes and a garden unfolding.  What's not to love!

(Picture of main herbaceous bed taken by Nicola Stocken in early June 2013)

Pressing the pause button

In the dark of Winter I dream of this time of year.  I imagine the garden awakening and coming to life.  But these are long dull days that stretch on and time passes slowly.  Then light begins to come back and warmth with it.  Before you know it the clocks have sprung forward and Spring begins to slowly take hold.   

Then, around this time of year and with the sap rising, everything in the garden begins a growth spurt.  As I return home from work each evening and tour the garden I see that it has changed.  Plants seem twice the size, full of succulent buds and unfurling leaf.  

It is at this precise moment that I want to reach out for an imaginary remote control.  To pause the moment.  To stop and enjoy it before it escapes.  I know that from here on in the garden will continue to accelerate, speed up, become a blur of growth and frenzy of foliage and colour.   And before you know it the delicious anticipation is gone all too soon.   

I promise myself each and every year that I will stop, take stock, reflect and enjoy these days.  But my curse is that each weekend when I get to really spend time in the garden doing the very things I love and live for, I am a flurry of activity and haste.   

I must stop this.  I must press that pause button.  I must go into slow motion mode and enjoy these days.  They are, after all, what I have dreamed of for months and they are here now to savour.

 

Natural resources

I confess that I like to use natural materials sourced locally wherever I can in the garden.  Hazel is one of Hampshire's great natural resources but it is such a pity that such large areas of woodland are no longer managed properly. 


The hazel I have used to make low hurdles around the garden comes from a managed woodland south of Stockbridge.  My contact, Jonathan, coppices the hazel and the woodland he manages is beautifully cultivated and he tells me alive with many varieties of rare butterflies in Summer.  An environment managed by man but in complete harmony with nature.  What's not to like about that!


Anyway, having had my delivery of hazel rods I spent a most enjoyable afternoon on Saturday weaving a low hurdle fence to divide off the original border from the Vegetable Garden.  I am a complete amateur but even I can make a decent rustic fence!

Time for a mulch

The weather is lovely.  The sun shining and what's not to like about this time of year with a Summer ahead and promise in every swelling bud and unfurling small leaf.

But it is also time for a good thick mulch of compost to lay across the beds and borders like a blanket of dark brown snowfall.  This will supress weeds and seal in moisture while also making the beds look neat and tidy for months to come.  It also improves the soil composition and long term that can only be good on our chalky fast draining soil.

The delivery of municipal garden waste arrived on Friday and Saturday was spent with me barrowing the compost back and forth to the beds while Vanessa spread it around amongst the newly emerging plants.

Allium leaves are now in abundance - Purple Sensation, Nigrum and Mount Everest leaves can now be seen in drifts amongst the beds.  There is a freshness in the air and a clear crisp light now and the days are lengthening. 

Spring is in the air!

The English Garden Magazine - Garden Tour

The garden here at Ordnance House has been included on a prestigious garden tour offered by The English Garden magazine titled - 'Hampshire's Hidden Gems'.

Details of the tour can be found on page 27 of the March issue and online at:
 http://www.theenglishgarden.co.uk/home/exclusive_garden_holiday_offer_1_3256664


The tour dates are 2 to 5 June and eight gardens will be featured within the Test and Itchen Valleys.  The trip looks terrific, but I confess that it is rather daunting to be included amongst an array of such fascinating, beautiful and incredibly interesting gardens.  I only hope we come up to scratch! This is, after all, still a very new garden.  But it has a tale to tell.  Of our hard labours, our success and our failures.  At least we can provide a narrative of its conception and creation.

All gardens have a story to tell of course and I am sure that each of the lovely gardens included as part of the tour will have their own intriguing tale.

Back to the garden!

I really do think it is time to get back out into the garden.  High winds, driving rain, flooding and all the usual Yuletide mayhem have deprived me of the time I really wanted to spend in the garden.  But I did manage to get out and divide and move some plants. I have taken out all the Nepeta 'Six Hill's Giant' from the main avenue in the back garden and replanted them up our steep bank at the front.  I replaced these with more Nepeta - 'Walkers' Low' which although similar is less sprawling. No money needed to change hands as I had enough 'Walker's Low' elsewhere in the garden to divide up and move.  I even managed some mowing as the grass has continued to grow due to the mild temperatures.  Of course having such very sharp drainage also helps and means I can actually cut the grass at this time of year, something that would have been impossible in our old garden.

This weekend was all about adding some colour which I yearn for at this time of year.  I had decided that we needed a couple of tall planters next to the front door and so purchased some inexpensive galvanised florists pots.  They were rather bright and shiny when they arrived but I managed to sand them down and coat them with toilet bowl cleaner which I left overnight and this had the effect of aging them.  Drill some drainage holes, place some crocks in the bottom, fill with potting compost and plant some cream Primroses and delicious Hellebores ('Snow Dance') - and job done! I expect we will have more bad weather this Winter but at least we are now on the way to Spring.  Days will get longer, the weather slowly milder while I will be able to spend more time in the garden.