Diary of the Plague Year: Day 87 10 June 2020: New Garden Plants

Rain at last.

New plants in the garden:

Astilbe Chinensis “Glitter and Glamour”
Astilbe “Happy Spirit”
Astrantia “Hadspen Blood” Masterwort
Geranium “Daily Blue”
Veronicastrum virginicum “Red Arrows”
Aruncus “Misty Lace”

Worm Wood Artemisa “Powis Castle”
Catananche Caerulea Cupid’s Dart “Amor Blue”
Sisyrinchium californicum
Heuchera “Black Beauty” Coral Flower
Salvia nemerosa “Sensation Pink”
Salvia Concolor
Phlomis

Diary of the Plague Year: Day 80 3 June 2020: A North wind

After a week of heatwave, a riotous North wind has arrived. It is rampaging through the garden and luckily I staked the new Delphinium I bought yesterday. The wind turns the leaves on the trees and they shine with a silvery light in the sun. The last time we had a North wind like this was last March when all the leaves on my new trees were burnt. This wind feels relatively warm in comparison so I hope the trees won’t be damaged.

Read a bit of “Lady Chatterley’s Lover” – we had been asked to find some dialogue that had had a profound effect on us and, having not read it for 3o years, have been lured into reading it again.

The first para:

“Our is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. The cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins, we start to build up little habitats, to have new little hopes. It is rather hard work: there is now no smooth road into the future: but we go round, or scramble over he obstacles. We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.”

Diary of the Plague Year: Day 74 28 May 2020: Airing the winter duvet – Summer is here!

Bit by bit I am planting in the flower garden. It is surrounded on three sides by fuchsia so is the only part of the garden with any real protection from the wind, and even so …

Shadows in the Dell
Out to air – my winter duvet – Summer is here!

Diary of the Plague Year: Day 68 22 May 2020: Snapped by the wind

Gale force winds all night and into today. They are just dying down now at 10.45 pm. I took the precaution of tying my new foxgloves to stakes, like one of those old-codger gardeners, and I am very glad I did. On one of my other plants (name unknown) stems had snapped right off.

Not only have we had crazy winds to contend with but the other night farm trailers rattling noisily into the wee hours. They have bright lights too which cast immense shadows and a sudden glaring red light when they thunder past. Not very restful.

Had a very lazy day today. Went into Clon to pick up veg, milk, etc. Then home and read over my writing piece about ‘Summer” – I just wrote about the garden.

Then watched Britten’s Gloriana from ROH. Richard Jones’ production, which I would normally love but thought the production, set in a village hall, too clunky. It must have cost a lot of money to make it look that cheap.

Other than that have just spent two days slogging through my AC application for for project funding. It’s always a soul-destroying exercise and hard work but such a huge relief when it’s all over. If by some major miracle we did get the funding I would be working with B on interviews which would be a treat.

Meanwhile our Memoir writing course is on hold because the tutor does not think Zoom would work for us. Eh? It works perfectly well with Denyse and the other writing group.