Six on Saturday - 24th May 2025

Six on Saturday - it's been a while!

Goodness, my last #SixOnSaturday was way back in September 2023. A lot of life has happened since then, including a big life decision - to retire; another big life deicision - to press ahead with a major build at our house to give us a better view of the garden, a new kitchen and an all important utility/boot room along with the future proofed added benefit of completely flat access from the street to living space, a not inconsiderable challenge on this hill. Then, an encounter with a young lad in a hire car in a massive hurry nearly put paid to all of the above. As we were crossing our road near our house he sped down and pulled out of a side street into our path, swerved to avoid my husband, hit me and flung me in the air.  I'm recovered. I'm "retired". I have a lovely new kitchen/dining/living space with a wonderful view of the garden. But it has been a year and some! The garden itself is recovering from major excavation, all the rain we had last year, the builders hut, and, well, the builders! Recovering to the extent that I managed to open it last weekend as par of our lovely local Telegraph Hill Open Gardens 2025 weekend. I take so many photos of the garden with the intention of posting a Six, and then I get sidetracked into gardening. This time I'm determined to break that silence. 

One: The King's Rose

Well, get me being bang on trend with a first edition rose! The first edition bit is the librarian in me equating the first selling of a new rose, now out of "print" (aka supply). It is the new David Austin King's Rose, as seen at the Chelsea Flower show. I ordered it there and then. It arrived two days ago and was planted the same day. It flowered immediately. Even the two tiny buds that got knocked off when I planted it have flowered in a little vase in the kitchen. 

Two: Wisteria, flowering at last

We've been in this house since the early 1980s but I've only really been gardening in the last ten years. This wisteria has been in the ground all that time. Until a number of years ago, it was completely untrained and had shot up through an ash tree - itself a seedling - and occasionally threw off the odd bloom. I've "rescued" it from the ash tree and gave it a jolly good prune. It spend a good few years sulking. I've been giving it the 7/2 treatment that I first heard about from Adam Frost on Gardener's World. It has repaid me by finally flowering. I'm hoping we'll get along together from now on. 

Three: water, harvesting thereof

The new build, a wraparound extension to the side/back of the house meant that I had to relocate what were a couple of daisy-chained utilitarian water butts from the side of the house that were filled from the roof via a rain diverter. The only place for replacements was on the new back facade of the house - no room for daisy chained butts, or anthing unsightly. So I went posh and big and got two huge (380l) butts with inbuilt planters. Hands down, "where did you get those?" was the most frequently asked question at last weekends Telegraph Open Gardens event. The answer is here. I went for the muted sandstone to blend with the london bricks. You can also choose from some joyfully coloured ones. I've kept their predecessors and those are now connected to the roof of the summer house and the shed. Even so, with the recent dearth of rain, all were practically run dry until the very welcome downpours here in SE London over the last few days. 

Whilst sill on the water theme, we have a pond, and a few bird baths. This one sits just through an arch which leads from what looks like "the garden", to a whole other secret set of garden spaces beyond. It is regularly used by our local magpies for softening carbs, usually bread or rice, all of which are added within minutes of me refreshing the water. Last weekend, I refreshed the water just as the first garden visitors were due to arrive, only to find a deposit of a new carb - Tagliatelle!  

Four: Geranium psilostemon - Armenium Cranesbill

The great thing about our local gardening club are the ideas and the swapsies. This one was doing very well indeed in Becky's garden, and had seeded itself liberally. We dug up a clump a week ago, I trugged it up the hill and popped it towards the back of one of my borders and, after looking a bit sad for a couple of days, it has really perked up and seems happy in its new home. 

Five: grass recovery

The 2023 Christmas holiday break was spent digging up as many plants as I could from the area that was going to be affected by the building works. Including all the palnts in the patio boarder which were, in the new scheme, going to be covered by the new extended building. So the bottom part of the garden turned into pot city, with all the things that I hoped would survive to be re-planted once the work was done. Then the builder's hut was errected on what would, after the build, still be a lawn area. As you can see, it looked very sad after the hut was removed. I've gone for re-seeding rather than re-turfing, not least because my lawn is not just grass and anything that was just grass would look way out of place. I reckon I mow as many daisies as I do grass blades. If I look closely I can still see the recent history of the lawn (where the hut was, where they stacked the stone for the new steps for weeks and weeks, where the rhododendron spent the summer in a big builder's bag on the lawn). But it is recovering. The daisies are back.

The reason why we want a lawn in the first place is that it is lovely to sit on the patio for breakfast or lunch, and to watch the birds feeding. The feeder has been relocated further up the lawn and right now, is being visited dozens of times an hour by Mrs Woodpecker. We've worked out where she is nesting and look forward to when the young get introduced to the feeder. Learner woodpeckers trying to feed for the first time is rather amusing. 

Six: OMG - I'm going to finish this one and publish it. My first six since 2023. 

The first strawberry. Harvested about an hour ago and eaten within minutes. We shared it atop a couple of strawberry infused white chocolates which arrived to help us celebrate our recent 39th Wedding anniversary. It was exquisite.  

That's all for this week. This is my latest in the #SixOnSaturday, a series inspired by The Propagator and currently being championed over at Garden Ruminations. Check out the participant guide here. I aspire to be as disciplined, creative and inspiring as them but for now, I'll remain pleased if I can just limp on with a post every now and again.

 

Six on Saturday - 24th June 2023

All things blue and beautiful

A whole five months since my last post and I've not even managed to get it out on a Saturday! I did actually start writing it early yesterday morning and I started with  "It's a beautiful morning". Then, all the jobs that I set myself to get done before heading out for a day of singing took over, and that's as far as I got. So, now it is Sunday afternoon. Let's see how far we get this time. 

It's a swealtering 29 degrees outside, Sunday afternoon 24th June  2023. At times like this I'm really grateful for the shaded areas of the garden and earlier I took full advantage, sitting right down at the bottom writing up my diary, and completing this week's column in my gardening five year record book, something I also started earlier in the year. In fact the record book is possibly the reason for not getting back to the blog as by the time I've written that up I've thought of a thousand things to do in the garden and then, before I know it, it is not Saturday anymore. 

It's the time of year when all the learner fledglings try out the bird feeders. A new one this year has been a young greater spotted woodpecker. For a couple of weeks now it has followed its mother around the garden,  calling after her and landing slightly ginergly, sometimes ending up suspended underneath a feeder and apparently trying to work out "what next". Today it was alone and a lot more confident.  Also out and about are a large number of damselflies. Earlier in the week there were at least four pairs, hooked up in tandem, the rear female dipping her tail in the pond, presumably laying eggs. And after some refreshing rain, rain which filled two of the four water butts, I saw at least two toads. I'd been worried they'd all disappeared, especially as it looks as though this season's eggs did not survive a March frost. 

Anyhow, to planty things going on in the garden here in south east London: 

 

One: bright blue Hydrangea Macrophylla Zorro

Last year Zorro's flowering season was brought to a juddering halt with the insane 40 degree heat that we had. I pruned it earlier in the year and it is coming back very nicely indeed, and still nice and blue. It is in its own pot, planted in ericaceous soil, and watered with rainwater with added fortification. I don't think the flowers are quite as large as previously but there are a healthly number of them, all on gorgeous dark, nearly black, stems. 

Two: beginning to go blue

I've been giving Mum's hydrangea the "Zorro" treatment. I've had it since she passed in 2014 and it has been pink most years. It certainly has some blue tinges now. Come back in another year or two to see if I've been successful in turning the pompoms blue. 

Three: blue bee heaven

This is one of several profusions of campanula which are dotted around the garden. The bees adore it if the buzzing is anything to go by.  

Four: bicycle blues

Dad gave me this last year and would have loved to see it planted up like this. He and Annie had had it in their garden in Lincolnshire and it had become completely overgrown with brambles. We extracted it and realised that it could still be used as a rather quirky planter. Here it is tumbling with lobelia and geraniums. 

Five: Salvia "amethyst lips

I've discovered Salvias through our local gardening club. Seven are in flower at the moment with only Amistad and Black and Blue waiting to take off.  

Six: fortification

The air was blue the other weekend when I realised that the squirrels had taken all my figs and most of the nearly ripe strawberries. I have now acquired this cage into which I've put the strawberries, the lemon tree - the blighters took all those last summer - and a blueberry bush. A determined squirrel will probably get through but I'm hoping this will be a sufficient deterrant for now and that I've secured it sufficiently so that the birds and the toads don't get tangled up in it. 

This is my latest in the #SixOnSaturdon ay series inspired by The Propagator and currently being championed over at Garden Ruminations. Check out the participant guide here. I aspire to be as disciplined, creative and inspiring as them but for now, I'll remain pleased if I can just limp on with a post every now and again.