Hoe does your garden grow: Here comes the Sun

Hoe does your garden grow: Here comes the Sun: At long last I am sitting on my new terrace that was designed and created by my good friends Terry and Sue. Where once lived a few dead bamb...

Here comes the Sun

At long last I am sitting on my new terrace that was designed and created by my good friends Terry and Sue. Where once lived a few dead bamboo and remanents of Hypericum. I am sitting enjoying my evening cup of tea listening to the gentle trickle of water from my lovely water feature. We created a private and peaceful haven which is surrounded by larch posts at varying heights reminding me of organ pipes. The larch is gradually changing colour to look more weathered and a beautiful silvery sheen is developing. My plan for this part of the garden is to use architectural  plants to create the shape. I have two pergolas  one with a Japanese Wisteria  growing really well, the other one has a Clematis Armandii for early spring colour and perfume. Having just had a fabulous manicure followed by a visit to my favourite nursery in the Preseli hills, run by a lovely lady Jennifer Mathews. She is very knowledgeable and gives me great ideas to experiment with. I concentrated on Ferns and Grasses for the new terrace. I chose Calamagrostis Acutiflora Overdam to mingle next to a chocolate Eupatorium and the annual Amaranth which contrasts nicely with the Pelt coloured wall.
My reason for starting a blog in the first place was to prove to myself I could grow some of the flowers for Rachel's wedding. That is now four weeks away and up until last week the garden was looking very green. Today I have been picknig sweetpeas, I can hardly keep up with the speed they are growing. The Wedding Bed is very colourful and apart from the Delphinium which succumbed to slugs and appears a bit poorly, however I managed to save some petals to use as confetti on the big day. It is the season of plenty but only if I can get to my plants before the slugs. Gardens survive whatever the weather, they are so forgiving, they are full of surprises and do there utmost to bring joy and for me utter satisfaction. We have once again had howling gales and there is a part of me that dreads walking into the garden for fear of what I might discover. Last week I found a dead squirrel on the terrace, Lady Cat had a smug look on her face, interestingly I have not seen any squirrels scoff the bird nuts of late.