Gertie’s Garden December 2016
Gertie’s Garden December 2016
On/off warmth and cold have brought blackbirds, as well as titmice flocking to the Holly tree to eat the berries; but as yet, no Field Fares.
Freckles is, by mid month, in full swing; fuchsias have started their Winter decline … must prune them soon; they’re getting messy and there are viable shoots on many leggy stems, from which to take cuttings.*
There was a bumble bee on the Cyclamen on the morning of the tenth, too fast to capture on film. It was a damp, mild day.
When the morning sky is clear the sun rises gloriously, and we have beautiful Dawns and Sunsets over the garden. Yet, many mornings have a dull, orange cloud covering and we walk through an invisible mist that clings damply to the hair and pavements.
Hydrangeas are fast failing, ready to prune back, but the Blackbirds now join the various Titmice and Robin in the Holly and Cotoneaster trees, to enjoy a feast of berries.
The birds are hard to spot with the eyes, but they can be heard happily twittering, peeping, squawking and tic-ticking up in the branches. Overhead, though so far not landing as far as I know, the ring-necked parakeets, [ which have put their feet down across the road in my friends’ garden, ] merrily screech and squeak. They may land soon, as I keep loading the bird feeders. I was pleased to note that blackbirds like the meal worms ,as well as Robin. I had been putting them on top of some hanging baskets where I have seen Robin land, but I saw a Black bird there as well today, [the 10th. ]
It’s scruffy out there now, with fallen leaves and helicopters from the towering Sycamore at the back, but I don’t mind. I shall let the garden sleep, gradually stock it with bulbs [ have planted all the recently bought tulips ] sweep and bag the fallen leaves, free bounty for compost, and at a leisurely pace,[ fun, not a chore ] take cuttings as I prune the fuchsias and other shrubs. It’s a pleasure sitting on the cleaned bench in the Inglenook, looking out onto the garden rooms … to the right …..
… to the left …
There is Autumn colour around with the greens; still lots to do; I won’t be bored.
The little rose is still blooming on the Blue Hill ….. it’s a flower that I first noticed on 24th November and it’s exactly the same bloom: that’s over two weeks!
… Stumpy still waits for his hair! ….. 10th Dec.
The holly tree continues to feed the birds.
We’ve had some beautiful moonrises as well as sunrises …. also sunsets.
It’s now December 16th, and cold and grey out there today. I swept the pavement outside and collected more leaves on GG’s paths, fed the birds and talked to Robin who was singing sweetly in the Holly tree.
In the garden Freckles is blooming … blooming marvellous. A tiny Viola braves slugs on the Blue Hill and the exact same little Rose goes on flowering.
I am thinking of this December as the month when the garden started to rest, albeit it took its time, and Freckles, my favourite Clematis, has taken over the corner of Dom’s shed, flowering profusely, and so prettily. What a wonderful flower for December and Christmas!
Birds are always somewhere in the garden, usually in the Holly tree, eating the berries; and the tweets and whistles from a variety of titmice, clucks from indignant blackbirds, and overhead squeaks from Ring-necked Parakeets, are mere noises, far outweighed by the beautiful song of the Robin.
December isn’t over yet. Today has been foggy, all day, as can be seen from this view over the back from the bedroom window.
Over it all, when the clouds have parted, a fabulous moon has waxed and waned.
Today, the Sunday before Christmas Day, I noticed more blossom on some Kerria.
Even at dusk on Monday afternoon, it is shining!.
The little Freckles bells hang in pairs, rocking gently in the cold air …
That tiny rose lingers ….. reluctant to leave the Blue hill to those few blossoms that are left.
December cold and dark is taking over in Gertie’s Garden. ….. 19.12.2016
Not this morning though [ 20.12.2016 ] Underneath half a moon shines Kerria.
And next to Kerria, Privet berries hang like Pigeon-sized bunches of grapes!
Dotted about, are leaves, berries and flowers to go on enjoying.
Anne ….. December 2016
…and Stumpy is still waiting for his hair! …..