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| Wide shots of some of the gardens at Astolat Farm |
Among the bright colors, there are some more delicate hues:
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| Clockwise from top left: rose enjoying a late bloom, surprise lily (Lycoris squamigera), cleome, spiderwort (tradescantia) that has bloomed all summer, hosta, great blue lobelia |
I have had a disappointing amount of produce from the Kitchen Garden this year that started with groundhog damage to peas, beans, and broccoli. I will give a full account in a future posting. Today, I have redbeets, parsnips, Swiss chard, and zucchini. Every bed has zinnias and/or marigolds. You can't eat them, but they brighten my day with their cheery, colorful faces. It's time to can the beets and sow a late crop of lettuce and spinach.Where did the summer go?
| Zinnias rule in the Kitchen Garden |
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| Tying up the storm-battered zinnias was an all-day job |
Some orange and yellow blooms:
One of my garden successes this year is the window boxes on the tractor shed.
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| A 'double take' of window boxes filled with Supertunia® and purple fountain grass. Note the fallen leaves from the nearby walnut trees. It feels very autumn-like today. |
The pots in the Stone Garden are pretty with begonia and caladium. One of my favorite containers this year, located by the potting shed, has white Supertunia® and a red grass that I think is called 'Fireworks'.
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| The Stone Garden |
| I love this red grass |
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| The hydrangeas are changing color: Pinky Winky from white to pink and Limelight from green to white |
There are signs that fall is approaching:
| Viburnum trilobum with masses of red fruit |
| Our farmer harvested the oats leaving a golden stubble |
As I write this, I hear the sound of tinkling bells through the open window. The goats wear bells with our hope that the sound will deter black bears. They are reminding me that it is time for their morning feed.
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| Doodles and Billy say 'Good morning' |
Do you feel that the summer season is flying past? I thought that with the pandemic I would have time on my hands and the days would drag, but that is not so. I hope, dear gardening friends that, whatever season it is in your part of the world, you are staying safe and in good health. This year is like no other. I thank God for my garden and the solace it brings, even when battered by storms.
Love,
Pamela x
| Drumstick allium changes its appearance daily |
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