Season’s end

The days are getting cooler, mornings are darker too. I’m sure we’ll have some more nice days but it looks like we’ve reached season’s end.

I actually love it when there’s a transition, the garden seasons remind us that there is always change; change can be what we make it.

Leaving aside the metaphorical aspects of seasons changing for the moment, in relation to the journey our lives take, these changes lead our minds in to the future. Forward planning is a huge part of gardening whether we realise it or not.

Choosing not to prune or to prune drastically, even choosing whether or not to lift your Dahlia tubers after they’ve died down, all have effects on how your garden looks.

My garden chores in the next few weeks are to keep deadheading roses, get the summer grasses out of the beds, plant the ranunculus and Freesia bulbs I got in the mail the other day, and lightly trim any shrubs that are near the end of flowering to keep them under control. I’ve got some major pruning to do but I can do that later in the year.

I’ve spent some time on a favourite activity, photographing flowers and expanding my creative experimentations; the older H. quercifolia flowers I pruned off have made lovely subjects.

Getting back to the metaphorical, seasons in the garden can be related to seasons in life, they’re always changing so we adjust to them. We can go with the changes wholeheartedly and grab them with both hands or we can sit back and just watch them roll by. Chance can lead us down paths and a chance email has lead me down the path of putting half held ideas into the foreground. As a result I’m starting a business course next week which will lead me to create a business focusing on bringing the joy of plants and gardens to people. Onwards and upwards,

Til next time!