Late August is such a strange month in the garden: it’s got one foot in Summer and the other foot in Autumn. Having had May, June and July where everything goes mad, there has been a definite slowing down.
My new roses (the David Austen above, and the New Dawn below have had a comeback, and I couldn’t be happier.
Mostly the garden is filled with brightly colored phlox, Russian Sage, and sunflowers. I cut a ton down yesterday while cleaning up the garden, and the house smells like sweet phlox now.
I also spent some time in the field across the street from me, which has become a giant field of wildflowers. The garden once was a herb garden, but was left to sit all summer, and it;’s actually really lovely to look out the window from me and spy a field of wildflowers, filled with Queen Anne’s lace, Nepeta, and Butter and Eggs, the yellow one (which I just learned the name of). While I have a good handle on most of what grows around my own garden, I still haven’t learned the names of all the wildflowers that grow here in August.
I always think of August as the hottest most prolific time of year in the garden, but in truth, everything is starting to become “july-ed” over as my father says. The tomatoes are bursting on the vine, yet the nights were so chilly all weekend, it felt more like fall than summer. Im not really ready for summer to be nearly coming to an end. It means cutting back the spent blooms, and prepping the garden for hibernation mode. My goal is always to be able to cut fresh flowers from May-Oct so I can put bouquets around the house, I’m always happier when I can bring the outdoor elements inside. I hope you had a lovely weekend!