Yes, no sooner are we past the longest day and into July than people really do start to say, ‘Dahlias already!’ and to send their frightfully amusing emails to Terry Wogan about how it’s time to put on the sprouts for Christmas. It’s true there are harbingers of autumn at this time of year and to me the most disconcerting is always the sight of a rowan tree laden with berries. Berries mean autumn, right? But here’s the arum starting to turn.
Although there are plenty of pinks and mauves in the garden,
Lysimachia 'Firecracker'. Hates to be dry so is enjoying this summer.
Another loosestrife: Lysimachia 'Alexander's'.
Heleniums have started. This one is an oddity, as it has mutated. I dug up part of a clump of 'Moerheim Beauty' (dark red) from another part of the garden and when transplanted it went streaky, as you see.
Scrubby, shrubby hypericum. Not a plant I'm keen on but it's growing where not much else would bother to.
Day lily season. Hemerocallis 'Stafford'.
All this under grey skies and the constant threat of a shower but cheer up! Judging by the last couple of years, September and October will be gorgeous.