After two perfect days which were more like Autumn than the first days of Winter, today’s Queen’s Birthday holiday started out with rain. It was a nice day to stay a little longer in bed, but eventually I ventured out to take photos from under the awning on the porch.
Iris unguicularis is flowering, which always reminds me of Beverly Nichols who called her a ‘prima donna’. Luckily, (and touch wood) she seems to like me, although I have only one, rather than 20 as he did. From ‘Down the Garden Path’ :
The best of all is the Iris stylosa, (or the Iris unguicularis, if you are feeling high hat). It is a real sky blue . . . not the deep blue of summer, but the brilliant paler blue of a frosty January day. The lower petals have gold patches in their centres, spotted with purple. If you want a finer flower than this in winter, you had better go and lock yourself up in your greenhouse and sing hymns.
I hate to waste flowers, so as usual some of my vase are ‘found flowers’, today it’s Canna ‘Panache’ and Salvia ‘Indigo Spires’. Both were usurping the space of citrus trees in different parts of the garden.
Perhaps because of its subtle colours I expected Canna ‘Panache’ to be a bit refined, but it quickly shot to 2 meters tall and wide, shoving up against a young ‘Harwood Late’ Orange tree. I will have to find another nice moist place for it.
Indigo Spires is allowed to go wild because the bees love it, but it had so covered the Kaffir Lime that I had forgotten that it was there, and was startled to see a leaf reaching out, like the arm of a drowning swimmer.
Roses Gertrude Jekyll and Strawberry Hill with Iceberg, and the pink fuschia didn’t pay any attention to the frost 2 weeks ago. The little pink buds are Rose Nahema.
Those in the Northern hemisphere are moving from Spring into Summer, with Cosmos, Astrantia and more in vases at Rambling in the Garden.