Gardens at San Salvatore have desperately needed rain which finally came. Usually I keep my watering of the gardens to an absolute minimum in order to make my plants work, to spread out their roots and absorb what there really is. However, desperate conditions call for desperate measures sometimes.
The gardens are definitely at the "leap" stage. (You, no doubt, no the stages of perennial growth? Sleep, Creep, Leap - the resulting growths for the first three years after planting new perennials.) One of my big problems this time of the year is that I'm easily and pleasantly distracted from doing "work" or reading by the abundance, the long awaited abundance of my garden. When I step out from my office, I see this view of my front porch, turning to go back in, I get the same view reflected in the windows
Outside wandering with my pack of wild Icelandic Sheepdogs, I stope to admire them and the flowers leaping, yes, both are leaping - the flowers and the dogs, across the garden. Although Dame's Rocket is a wild plant, there is always going to be room for it my my garden. Ditto for the absolutely divinely scented Rosa rugosa in white, pink, single red, double red. Soon enough the Japanese beetle will be at work on their buds and flowers - but not yet.
It's also the height of the peony season. Some are "mine" as in I grew them from seeds, borrowed or loaned.
Iris and peonies are not related, technically. They are, however, seasonally related coming into flower at the same time and filling the garden with their intoxicating aromas. I don't spray for bugs. All are welcomed. My dogs have flea/tick collars and, if necessary, and rarely, I use a personal mosquito repellant. I am especially fond of my species bees although ubiquitous honeybees are welcomed of course. (I do try to keep rabbits and deer out of the fenced gardens and the dogs help - a lot.) The flickers apparently have nestlings now.
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