A garden with a view
The last few days have been a real joy. After a week of grim weather last week I thought emigration was the only option. June was just around the corner and I was still wearing a woolly hat and two pairs of socks. Then Friday came, the wind dropped, the sun shone and I finally felt some warmth on my skin.
Us Brits have a reputation for being a bit introverted but I’m sure some of our national psyche is influenced by the weather. Just look around you on a sunny day and see how people are smiling, how relaxed they look. We seem to spend way too much time in this country huddled from the wind, rain or snow. I noticed the other day that after a spell of hard work on the plot I didn’t ache quite so much. Maybe it’s just my body becoming ‘allotment fit’ but I think finally being able to ditch the layers and feel some warmth might have had something to do with it.
Green transport
The appearance of summer at last resulted in a mammoth planting session at the plot. The windowsills look bare after months of staring through a haze of greenery and the allotment is starting to take shape. The nasturtiums sown in March were planted out on Friday and we’ve already had our first flowery addition to a salad. The gooseberries and blackcurrants are laden with tiny fruit, and flowers on the tayberry and broad beans hold so much promise of tasty treats to come.
Saturday was devoted to fence building. At the end of the plot we have a small area that was fenced off in a rudimentary way by the previous tenants. A few weeks ago I leant on it and it collapsed. Not a case of too much cake, the wood had rotted and now it all needed replacing. Pallets were employed to construct a basic screen and with three left over the plot now has a second compost heap too. It did look a little like pallet city but after a lick of paint this morning they look much better.
Aquilegia in Mo’s Garden
The icing on the cake had to be a visit to some open gardens on Sunday. Â My lovely postie David mentioned that his village was opening up their gardens to raise money for the village hall and that his mum’s cottage garden would be one of them. Not one to turn down the opportunity to nosy around other people’s gardens and miss the chance to eat cake we popped along. We thought we’d only be an hour or so but four hours later it had turned into one of those unexpectedly lovely days. We walked further than we’d planned, visited all twelve of the gardens and met some really lovely people.
The village on the south side of a ridge overlooks the Black Mountains and the ancient forest of Wentwood. With unbroken sunshine the views were incredible. It’s a linear village with houses dotted alongside country lanes running down to a river at the bottom. What I love about open gardens is that you get to see such diversity. In many ways I find these gardens much more inspiring than any show garden at Chelsea. The location of the village means that many of the gardens are sloping and it was interesting to see how they coped with this. Terracing and raised beds were used to great effect. There was Church Cottage, a small sheltered garden planted in a typical cottage garden style. A wonderful lilac greeted us at the gate and narrow paths took us through a garden packed with perennials.
Cricket pavilion anyone?
Lower Glyn Farm is a 9 acre garden with a more naturalistic feel which merged into the surrounding 80 acres of woodland. How many gardens can boast a cricket pavilion, bought on eBay and now positioned by the side of a lake? The owners use it for parties; I imagined writing there.
The Lodge was the garden of my postie’s mum. A real plantswoman, she was a great source of information and I came away with the inspiration for a small part of my own garden. I’ve been wondering what to do with it for a while but Sambucus nigra and a species rose will form the basis for a new planting scheme. She was such a lovely lady, she even gave me this lovely plant.
Free plant – Bastard balm
It was heartening to see new gardens being created by young families and in most growing fruit and vegetables was clearly a fundamental part of wanting to garden. There were orchards, both old and new, and the local wildlife must have been happy with a range of bug hotels, log piles and ponds to set up home in.
The combination of the sun, gardens and apricot upside-down cake made for a memorable day but there was something else. There was an enviable sense of community in this small village. The school and chapel both closed in the late eighties and the village hall is now the hub of life here. We met people who had lived and gardened here for over 40 years. For someone who has moved so frequently and doesn’t really feel like she has roots anywhere I find this remarkable. The strange thing is, an afternoon wandering around these gardens, meeting such warm and friendly people made me feel like I am finally starting to connect with somewhere. Whilst I might not live in this delightful village, Monmouthshire is such a beautiful county, it’s a place I love, a place where I’d liked to stay, for a little while longer, at least. Funny what plants can do.
wellywoman 
Sounds the perfect day, and I agree, there is often more inspiration in visiting real gardens than in show gardens. Christina
It was a lovely day. All the more so because it was one of those ‘we’ll just pop along for a bit’ and then it turned into 4 hours. 🙂
I love a nosey round other peoples gardens.
That sounds like a really lovely day out!
It was lovely. Such a brilliant idea too to raise some money.
It seems you spent a perfect day, I love it when a village opens their gardens and everyone gets together and supports each other. Our village did that years ago, that was how the NGS discovered us and then through them we had Carol Klein filming here for the ” Open Gardens” programme, you never know what will happen when you open your garden! Glad you had a super time.
I think I prefer the village open gardens rather than just going to an individual one. You get much more diversity of ideas and planting. I remember that series on open gardens that Carol Klein did. Funny what things lead to sometimes isn’t it?
Isn’t it wonderful to finally be able to shed a few layers! It makes such a difference to how everyone feels. Love yyour car boot full of plants, you have clearly been madly busy, and in need to the delightful distraction of some garden visits. That pavilion looks wonderful overlooking the lake. Which is stunning. And how on earth do you transport a cricket pavilion anyway?!
Unfortunately things are so hectic at the moment that by the time I’ve got round to replying to your comment I’m back in layers of clothes again. It’s all my fault. I bought a summer dress at the weekend. Well that will have written off a good proportion of the nice weather then. 😉 The cricket pavilion was flat pack! Everything was numbered when it was dismantled but it took them two years to get round to building it and by the time they did all the numbers had worn away.
You bought a summer dress? In actual summer? Are you mad?! But I forgive you because you made me laugh with your story about the flatpack pavilion of lost numbers!
Things were indeed dire WW. My Italian mother still misses the warmth of her homeland after over sixty years of living here! Sounds as if you had the most perfect weekend. How nice of people to come together to open their gardens to raise funds in this way. We once spent a manic but thoroughly enjoyable day visiting Usk Open Gardens – do go if you get a chance 🙂
We’re not too far from Usk but haven’t got round to visiting on open garden weekend. We tend to be on holiday. Maybe this will be the year.
It sounds like a wonderful day out, and just perfect to have a whole village of gardens to tootle round. It must have been interesting comparing the different styles that people have come up with.
I love the village open gardens because you get to see so much more. I thought we wouldn’t be there long but it surprised me how long we lingered and stopped to chat.
I love the village open gardens I’ve been to; you see such a diversity of gardens, with so many enthusiastic owners and helpers. And the cake, of course! 😉 You had perfect weather for garden-visiting, and sounds like quite a bit of inspiration – not to mention a free plant!
They’re brilliant, aren’t they? Like you say the diversity with the village open gardens is an added dimension. I’m so pleased they had lovely weather. The year before it was dreadful and some gardens only had one visitor.
I love nosing round houses as much as gardens which is why I have an addiction to Interior magazines and by extension to cricket pavilions.
Me too. 🙂
That’s definitely my kind of day. Shows are all well and good but to see what plants grow well, or indeed don’t, in your own area this is the way to really find out.
People like the postie’s mum are always so genuine and generous.
A lovely post! xx
Thanks Flighty. The postie has just dropped off another plant from his mum for me. I’ve dug up a few plants as a thank you. Plant swapping 🙂
Village open gardens are so diverse, aren’t they? Great to have lots of gardens to look at within a relatively small area. I had to smile about the cricket pavilion,as we have bought and sold so many odd things on eBay, things you wouldn’t expect to find on eBay and things you wouldn’t think anyone else would want – but a cricket pavilion? What category would you list that in?!! There have been some lovely days garden visiting recently, haven’t there?
Apparently they were looking for sheds!!! It looks so perfect in its position. Just as if it was meant to be there.
Isn’t it lovely to feel some warmth for once, it does seen to make every feel better and lots of smiley faces. Makes you keen to be out in the garden or at the allotment all the time though and my house work has gone to pot and I’m very behind on reading blogs. How’s your book going? This weather will be great for you I’m sure.
The warm sunshine was lovely, whilst it lasted. 😉 The weather is proving to be the biggest problem in terms of the book. I’ve become obsessed and I’m constantly checking the weather forecast now. It’ll be nice when I can relax a little. Just 2 weeks to deadline. Aaaaarrrrggghhhh.