The hosta has continued it's run of garden glory. Remember I was ecstatic with delight about the forming of just one flower bud on this cool blue grey lovely? It has since gone on to exceed all expectations and I can't wait to see what this wee darling of a plant does in the summers that lie ahead.
The garden is like an orchestra taking turns to play different sections of the music. As the hosta delights other things fade and petals fall to the grass below. Yet there is still such beauty in what's left.
These wee fried egg stunners have popped up in the messy, weed filled empty border at the front of the house which is destined to be dug out and hedged this Autumn.
The climbing roses on the south facing side wall of the house have been sensational this year and definitely benefited from the hard pruning of late last year and again at springtime. The scent is amazing too, especially in the dappled early evening light that comes through the blossom tree leaves.
And last but not least my bargain £3 first ever Hollyhock is racing upwards towards the kitchen windowsill and tantalising me with several buds that should hold a multi-coloured festival of flower delights when they finally reveal themselves. I adore the advent calendar type build up of watching how plants change on a daily basis this summer, it's so rewarding and calming.
Linking up (late and apologetically) to the wonderful Mammasaurus How Does Your Garden Grow?