A cold week in garden with flurries of snow, some lying for a while, and many sub-zero overnights
herald the arrival of winter here in the garden. Daylight hours are fewer now with leisurely dawns and early dusks. Clear blue, cloudless skies accompanied by a sun, low in the sky, serve to highlight and underline in astonishing clarity every stalk, twig and branch. Skeins of geese on their way to their feeding grounds call to me as I continue the apple pruning.
The last of the bedding is over now, although it has lasted well with valiant displays from the Bishop of Llandaff
dahlias, Cosmos, African Marigolds and Sweet Peas. In the greenhouse,
we are leaving the green tomatoes on the withered vines as an experiment. They are tied firmly to supporting canes and, despite looking very sorry for themselves, are holding tightly on to their still-ripening fruit. Home grown tomatoes in December!