Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature is a help. Gardening is our instrument of grace. ~May Sartor
Each morning this week began with a stroll through the garden. Under blue skies and surrounded by the peace of the green woods, there was so much to see. Time to put away the troubles of the world and enter the sanctuary of nature for a moment of grace. Won’t you join me on my walk this morning?
The upper garden is in its final moment of glory. Alliums, foxglove, iris and peonies create a spectacle of color and shape.
Peony ‘Krinkled White’ is always generous with her blooms and shrugs off the rains that drop other peonies to the ground. (Click on any photo in the mosaic to see a full-size image)
Peony ‘Krinkled White’ with foxgloves
White on white
‘Krinkled White’ stands up in the rain
Allium christophii sparkles near the self-seeded ‘Foxy’ foxgloves.
If you long for a mind at rest and a heart that cannot harden, go find a gate that opens wide into a secret garden. ~Unknown
The garden gate beckons us to enter.
The warmth and rain of the last two weeks has triggered lush and abundant growth.
View from the chair
Penstemon ‘Dark Towers’
The chair at the top of the hill
Perennial foxglove (Digitalis lutea)
Bees love foxgloves
Rose ‘Margo Koster’ and Spirea ‘Magic Carpet’
Rose ‘Margo Koster’
Summer has already come to the lower garden, peonies and iris giving way to roses and clematis. Hybrid musk rose ‘Darlow’s Enigma’ climbs the fence and creeps into the mulberry tree. Her simple white blossoms are sweetly fragrant, attracting pollinators and scenting the lower garden.
Rose ‘Darlow’s Enigma’ climbing the fence into the mulberry tree
Rose ‘Darlow’s Enigma’ blossom
Clematis vitacella venosa violacea
Clematis vitacella ‘Etoille Violette’
As I walk along the crunchy gravel paths, I see crowds of bumblebees visiting blooms, filling their pollen sacs with golden goodness.
Bumblebee in Lamium
Bumblebees with pollen sacs on Spirea ‘Goldflame’
Bumblebee on Spirea blossom
The ninebark ‘Diablo’ in the Plum & Pewter bed is festooned with Clematis ‘Margo Koster’ and the patio rose ‘Sweet Charlotte’ has burst into bloom. A single five petal blossom adorns the species rose Rosa rubrifolia, treasured for its smoky foliage color.
Plum and Pewter bed
Rose ‘Sweet Chariot’
Clematis vitacella ‘Margo Koster’
The apricot roses are out in force, showing off with the purple fireworks of Allium christophii. A firefly rests on a silvery gray lamb’s ear stalk nearby, no doubt gathering energy for tonight’s show of lights.
English Rose ‘Ambridge Rose’
English rose ‘Abraham Darby’
Unknown peach rose
Buck rose ‘Winter Sunset’
Rose ‘Ambridge Rose’ with Allium christophii
Several bushes of ‘Rose de Rescht’ bloom along the curving path and fill the air with the intoxicating scent of old roses; many buds promise weeks of bloom.
Rose de Rescht
Roses along the path
English Rose ‘Queen of Sweden’
As I approach the arbor that leads to the woods, I am stopped in my tracks by the profusion of rose ‘Complicata’ climbing its rungs. The clusters of large single blossoms carry a sweet light scent and will provide orange rose hips in the fall. When I turn around to view the garden through the arbor, I see that Angel has joined me on the garden stroll.
Looking through the arbor
Pink peony and bleeding heart ‘Goldheart’
Angel in the garden
Angel and peony
I hope you enjoyed walking with me through the garden, where each journey leads to new discoveries. May you savor the slow circles of nature and find grace therein.
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in. ~John Muir