Last Wednesday finally I received my bulbs. A big and pretty heavy box was delivered at my office. It was white and ‘product of holland’ was written on its side, in blue. I was so happy: my bulbs had arrived! Later that week I spent a lot of times gathering more informations about flowering times and planting tips, then finally Sunday came and I could start the digging.
The bulbs come from Eurobulb.nl, I needed a lot because my garden, especially the grass garden, in spring is rather sad and empty. As I work with heavy and compact soil I mostly avoided buying tulips, daffodils are much more reliable in my case, so I bought a lot. Then I took some alliums, not the big big ones though, for the same reason of tulips. I just want to try some hybrids turkestanica, bulbs are very small and don’t need to be buried very deep, so maybe they’re going to thrive.
Anyway Sunday morning I start unpacking my bulbs, I choose varieties, I open their little paper bags and start bury them. My heart full of hopes: winter hasn’t came yet and still it seems spring to me. I put some sticks over the bulbs ‘graves’ as to remember there’s some kind of treasure buried there and to avoid dogs to walk over it.
I am a little worried about the ones I planted in the gravel garden. Soon we will be finally laying the gravel on top, I hope they will spring anyway. I choose the tougher ones for the gravel garden though: like the huge bulbs of narcissus ‘Mount Hood’ which I put close to a dark green phormium. They’re so big they could spring over plaster too, I guess.
I did not finish my job though because Ale has been working seriously on the rose garden, lately, so he suggest me to plant some of the suffering potted roses or we would have lost some. So I did and the rose garden officially started. The poor bare root rose plants arrived last february and I was forced to pot them because the rose garden was far far away to start at the time. Some of those potted roses I’ve planted earlier are really thriving in my garden, I bet they’re going to be wow next year!
In particular rosa chinensis Odorata is still in full bloom, some tiny reddish spots appeared on the outer petals (I think it’s due to night mist) giving a fall look to the buds. Odorata means smelly but I think they actually mean it as scented. Flowers are in fact sweetly scented but only in hot daylight, in spite of all other old roses which are mostly scented with damp and cool air. I guess all the chinensis are this way but this group is rather new to me as I used to be more fundamentalist with old roses in the past.
In other fronts this languid autumn light is making the Grass Garden glistening at anytime, I just love it.
I’m quite proud of the miscanthus ‘Cabaret’, the last one coming into bloom, surrounded by white small flowered native asters which I only moved from another part of the garden earlier this year. We have some light blue ones too.
Swathes of grasses and perennials are waving me goodbye when I leave for work in the morning
It is such a pity to leave when all you want is stay…