I’ve been busy making things for a local Craft Fair, and flipped through my fabric stash. I found this, which sent me immediately into the garden with my camera – it is called ‘seedheads’.
I can sort-of see it, but seedheads of what? It doesn’t matter, of course, but it did at least prompt me into looking around. This is something I always enjoy (that’s if I haven’t emptied all the viable seedheads into envelopes), but for some reason I haven’t paid much attention to it this year. Perhaps that’s because the seedheads haven’t been particularly memorable.
It does seem strange, given that we had such a good summer, that the autumn crop of seedheads seems more subdued than usual. Admittedly I’ve been more conscientious about dead-heading some things, notably the Cosmos, but not everything. They do just seem to be thinner on the ground. Er, or on the stem. It has indeed been a strange year, even if we did have a summer. Maybe because we had a summer!
The Salvias are good, though, and the horminium bouquets are even enjoying a second flurry of flowering. Admittedly it’s not as impressive as their first burst – it never is – but it is impressive because almost everything else in the garden has faded. Another salvia (and I’m afraid I don’t know which one) is, I think, better as seedheads:
The flowers aren’t particularly impressive; the red-brown foliage is the key. But I do love the form of the seedheads.
A perpetual favourite is the garlic chives.
I split and moved a giant clump a couple of years ago, and they are just beginning to bulk up in their new homes (they could do better though). I love the flowers – I have a definite allium weakness, which makes it something of a shame that they don’t do particularly well with me – and there’s the added benefit of the leaves being so very good in a tomato sandwich. And in many other things, of course, but – mm mmm, tomato sandwich with garlic chives. Ahem.
This is also a perfect time for reassessing the position of some plants, and I’m toying with the idea of moving my Cimicifuga, sorry, Actaea.
It’s been good where it is, though, and that’s in its first full year, so I’m having doubts. Maybe I’ll move some of the plants around it instead. Maybe I’ll get another one for the place I had in mind… ideas, ideas. A little less rain and some of them might come to reality. And we’re forecast snow for next week (that’s a real forecast, not the Daily Express which runs giant banner headlines about BIG FREEZES at the drop of a hat).
The big Monarda which is near to this plant is one thing I may move instead. It’s been spectacular, but not quite the right shade of red. I think it will fit in better near the garlic chives – if it lives; there’s very little to see right now. Its small pink cousins (also on the moving list) are all seedhead at the moment.
No doubt about where they are. Nor any about the Liatris, which I trapped in a pot to stop it going berserk. It seems quite well-behaved, though. I wonder if it’s trying to lull me into a false sense of security? Or are they just not as vigorous in this garden as they were in my previous one?
But there just aren’t the sheer quantity of seedheads I’ve had in the past. Even the agapanthus, which is normally covered in big, juicy seedpods which look like cardamoms, seems to have shed most of them (or just not developed them in the first place).
And that’s a shame, because they are spectacular in snow, and as we know, snow is coming. Well, might be coming. Possibly. And will provide me with yet another excuse for not getting out there and moving stuff about…