Summer, Sun And A Blaze Of Colours
After the cold, rainy May, early summer makes up for everything. One sunny week followed the other. The garden unfolded its full bloom in no time at all, and out of the many shades of green, there was one color predominating: the red of the poppies, growing from the sowing last autumn everywhere on the herbal path.
Besides the common horsetail and poppy flowers, all the other herbs and flowers are hardly visible. That spurred me to find them and give some support to grow. Of course, this variety of plants have also been photographed, but will be described later in another post.
Now I am pleased to show you the my colorful impressions of this summer. At first it bloomed only sporadically, then every morning the whole herbal path – completely overgrown – was in a blaze of colors. Since mid-July, the red poppy flower subsided and other colors show up eventually. Meanwhile, the paths are easily walkable again.
Kronberg Garden June – July 2019 Lighthouse-design
Special Memories
In addition to the daily strolls through the garden, the daily harvesting, and snacking of the strawberries, I remember most of the mild evenings when the fireflies flew. I sit on the porch, enjoy the silence, or rather, the nature concert, look into the starry sky, and watch the fascinating floating and switching on and off of the many fireflies along the edge of the forest, across the garden and deck. The last time I saw them, it was so long ago (in Tuscany) that I thought they were just too rare in our country. All the more I liked to watch them around the 21st of June almost every night, just before dawn.
Then I remember the early morning hours in fresh, clear air. Already the whole summer I wade almost every day down the slope in the dewy grass to get to my sheltered garden place – surrounded by nothing but green. The birds are eager to fly between the trees. The insects are buzzing from one flower to the next and the deer has just left a trace in the tall grass of the neighbouring meadow. A very gentle start into the day.
And the petting of the tender, young sprouts is memorized. Not least because at most of the small plants the snails cavourted, just to challenge me into a small competition, who has the greater stamina.
Little Happenings
It is time to protect the plants: too much or too little nutrients in the soil, from voracious snails, from drying up, from accidental mowing, cutting off or stepping over, etc. Sounds awkward, but it is not. Nature is helping itself most of the time, and I get inspired by it every day anew.
Since a large firefly has settled down next to the terrace for a few nights – a female – according the encyclopedia. It does not fly, remains lit until the flying detect it. The larvae would eat eggs of snails, thee-hee! Yes, please, help yourself. But it takes a while.
The best way to distract snails from the tasty margerites worked with an old mosquitonet wrapped around. The daisies were finally able to grow their leaves and flowers without disturbance. And I did not even bring the pick salad into their reach, but put it up in a jute sack.
The herbs come, without much water, except for the sprouts. To provide the soil a little moister, without consuming a lot of water, I find ‘Ollas’ handy. Deeply buried and filled with water, the clay pots slowly release the water into the earth.
Angriff und Verteidigung 2019
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Thanks for sending these updates Claudia. It looks absolutely amazing. Your hardworking is really starting to pay off. I do so envy you that clear air and all the fireflies!
What a magic place!