Here it is. This week’s six. (See how cleverly I have sidestepped the whole Saturday/Sunday issue?).
Since we last spoke, the garden has gone further to autumn.
Here are the marigolds that were just a promise last week. They have really come into their own now. And do not the stripey one- that’s a first this year, it is!
The beans too, have ripened. This is not the peak of the harvest time, but the trickle has begun. Pretty , aren’t they? This is a local variety called ‘chitra’- it means ‘picture’ and is probably called that for it’s markings.
The agapanthus is done flowering and just the seedheads remain. These will be dried and hung from the ceiling this winter.
We are still hanging on to the last of summer though. This is not strictly within the garden, but Madhu and I walked down to the stream at the bottom of the hill. She had a swim, I paddled.
Another person who still believes in summer is Chaunch-e-Cheel (Beaked-like-hawk). She was named for her sadly deformed beak; Mian and I had despaired of her ever being able to feed herself. But she’s survived and become a very good mother. Here she is, sitting on 4 as-yet unhatched eggs and two chicks.
Finally, a view down the path to the house in its late-summer glory. The weigela and foxgloves are over, the chrysanthemums are still to flower. The marigolds and salvia are very much here.
Do also go on to The Propagator’s blog. He is hosting this weekly get together – lots of lovely gardens up there!
Since we last spoke, the garden has gone further to autumn.
Here are the marigolds that were just a promise last week. They have really come into their own now. And do not the stripey one- that’s a first this year, it is!
The beans too, have ripened. This is not the peak of the harvest time, but the trickle has begun. Pretty , aren’t they? This is a local variety called ‘chitra’- it means ‘picture’ and is probably called that for it’s markings.
The agapanthus is done flowering and just the seedheads remain. These will be dried and hung from the ceiling this winter.
We are still hanging on to the last of summer though. This is not strictly within the garden, but Madhu and I walked down to the stream at the bottom of the hill. She had a swim, I paddled.
Another person who still believes in summer is Chaunch-e-Cheel (Beaked-like-hawk). She was named for her sadly deformed beak; Mian and I had despaired of her ever being able to feed herself. But she’s survived and become a very good mother. Here she is, sitting on 4 as-yet unhatched eggs and two chicks.
Finally, a view down the path to the house in its late-summer glory. The weigela and foxgloves are over, the chrysanthemums are still to flower. The marigolds and salvia are very much here.
Do also go on to The Propagator’s blog. He is hosting this weekly get together – lots of lovely gardens up there!
3 comments:
Love that first marigold, gorgeous!
Thanks for joining in Six on Whateverday ;)
If you hadn't joined in I wouldn't have found your web site/blog.
And my life would have been all the poorer for that.
Keep joining in but more than that, keep posting about your life where you are. And look after the bees.
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John, what a lovely thing to say! I am humbled and extremely happy. Thank you so much
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