The drumstick allium. Try nudging one with your finger, just below the flower head. There’s a surprising weight and they do feel just like drumsticks. Their wiry stems must be pretty strong too. These have endured winds quite unlike anything we’d normally expect in summer. The bulbs are planted in wire mesh cages to avoid the attentions of the mice. They’ve been nibbled by the infernal mollusc. Yet they’re all still standing. If only everything in life could be as resilient.
The pergola arch, heaving with honeysuckle
It’s an abbreviated Bloomers this month. After waking to news of yet another atrocity the heart just isn’t in it. Tales of knees peppered with berberis thorns can wait until another day. My thoughts this morning are with the people of France.
The terraces in July.
Hydrangea underpinned by a froth of spent blooms from London Pride (Saxifraga × urbium)
Every year it returns reliably, looking better than ever. It also self seeds.
Another perennial stalwart. In this view the day lily behind it perfectly picks up the colours.
Sempervivum ‘Terracotta Baby’. Clinging to a crack in the terrace wall.
Philadelphus ‘Belle Etoile’
Rescued a couple of days ago from a sea of nettles and that offending overgrown berberis.
Linking to Carol and Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day at May Dreams Gardens, where you will find a feast of July bloomers from around the world.