The garden chairs and tables are stacked under the veranda once more, several pot plants moved to the greenhouse and the cupboards in my little garden house are chock-full with the vintage porcelain I kept on the shelf in my outdoor kitchen.
It's still dark and misty when I arrive in the garden early Saturday morning. There is the faint noise of one of the highways in the distance, mingled with birdsong. It's wet too. When I walk across the lawn to the back of my garden house, my feet sink into the mud. I so hoped to cut the grass today, but alas....
My eldest daughter helped me to do the last garden chores. While I planted tulip and alium bulbs, she gave the hedge a final trimming. Like last year I mixed the bulbs and tossed them randomly onto the planting beds. Only six more months to go before I will see the result..... Can't wait.
Just before we left, I picked the last flowers: some dahlia's, zinnia's and even a lupine. I cut of the water supply, which always is a muddy job. You have to get rid of the ground water in the well first, before you can reach both valves. It's a bit scary too, because you never know what animal may be lurking at the bottom. I cannot tell you how relieved I was to find small insects only :-)
Now that autumn has arrived I can focus on my gardening books once more and make plans for next season. A German gardening book which inspires me very much is called: 'Besondere Frauen und ihre Gaerten'. Gallwey publishers kindly offered to give one of them to you. If you are interested, please have a look at my blog the coming weeks.
Wishing you a happy week ahead!