The garden is blooming this time of year. Everything is at it's best. The hanging baskets are full, petunia's overflowing, lobelia trailing gracefully and the geraniums are still vibrant. My big purple clematis has bloomed for the second time this year, such a pleasure to see a plant burst into colour twice in one season. The hydrangea's are in flower, although not quite to perfection but they improve with every year. The summerhouse has become camouflaged by a self seeded Himalayan honeysuckle and a stray bright blue Buddleja, both surprises, both welcomed. Really, I should cut everything back but I like how they have become so jungle like, cocooning my summer hideaway. My lavender has thrived in pots this summer, brought back to life after I almost lost them last year. I adore their scent, it instantly calms me, as I inhale their rich aroma.
Yes, the garden is blooming even though it is still halfway through a makeover, but that doesn't stop it from providing relaxation and pleasure to all who enter.