Our small pond has been in function for 19 days now. During that time, we have had very little rain, almost nothing, and I feel increasingly anxious about it. The good news is, the liner doesn’t seem to be leaking, in spite of the fact that it is irregularly supported underneath (very hard to backfill properly with a preformed liner equipped with shelves). Alas, this week, the string algae have started to really prosper. Barley straw extract hasn’t had any visible clearing effect so far. We’ll see. It’s early days. More important is the fact that we have gorgeous froglets, tadpoles, at least one pond snail et a multitude of mosquito larvae happily jerking all over the surface. Hum.

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This very bad picture shows a random edging made of bits of concrete (which were unearthed in the digging process) and flintstones. The latter have been carried home from Broadstairs beach by my heroïc husband – believe me, they look small but are heavy. I hope to get some more and gradually replace or hide the concrete. And yes, I need to fix my camera’s excessive contrast problem.

Not quite one of the university ponds yet.

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Now for the rest of the garden. Yesterday, I dug up one of my twin paeonies. I know. It hasn’t flowered this year : a few buds formed but didn’t develop into flowers. After that, the poor plant was engulfed in beautiful love-in-the-mist, hypericum and various other things. Well done if you can distinguish it in the following pictures (I love how love-in-the-mist looks like peacock feathers).

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So, up it came. In its place, I planted a small Philadelphus Snowbelle and covered the bare soil around it with pots. The uprooted paeony has not been discarded in the green bin yet. Instead, it was dumped under a golden euonymus, in case I feel like rehousing it in a pot in the next few days. After all, I have had it for some years and it did flower in the past. Here are its twin plant’s flowers (as you can see, hardly the Sarah Bernhardt it was supposed to be !).

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And now, totally random pictures :

I don’t know the name of this climbing rose but I sure like its flowers.

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The lupin is bearing a second flush of spikes but its leaves are a powdery mildew mess by now. Was better last month.

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My dark delphiniums have done better than the mauve ones. I also have a sky blue one, but I have the impression it flowers later in the summer.

The Philadelphus Snowbelle :

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The shady bed last month :

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The sunny bed last month and now :

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The colours of Broadstairs cliffs at the moment (I couldn’t resist taking a tiny sample of the Jacobaea maritima) :

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A number of summer flowering plants are on the verge of coming out, eryngiums, echinacea, phlox, hydrangeas, verbenas, echinops, orleya, wild carrots, shasta daisy… I hope they will let themselves be admired before we leave for the summer holidays at the end of July. Happy gardening to you too !

17 thoughts on “Garden (and pond) miscellaneous 3

  1. Tiens, j’ai pensé à cette citation en te lisant, je te la dépose ici 🙂

    “Tu ne vas quand même pas passer ta vie dans l’adoration d’un brin d’herbe me disait celui qui passait sa vie dans l’adoration du monde ou rien ne pousse, pas même un brin d’herbe.”

    Christian Bobin, L’Éloignement du monde, 1993

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  2. Tu as créé plein de petits univers différents dans ton jardin, c’est un vrai voyage. J’aime tes photos et aussi ta façon d’en parler même si cette fois-ci mon anglais de lycée a un peu peiné en te lisant. C’est qu’il n’est pas tout jeune…:)

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    1. Merci beaucoup Alma ! C’est vrai, pour les petits univers, je suis contente que tu l’aies remarqué ! 🙂 En fait, mon jardin est petit et tout en longueur. Du coup, près de la maison, c’est l’ombre, et au fond du jardin, le soleil. Ca me permet de planter différents types de plantes, des sortes de mini écosystèmes artificiels différents. Comme je n’ai que peu d’espace, j’ai tendance à entasser des plantes individuelles différentes, au lieu de faire des effets de masse et de répétition comme dans les parterres des grands jardins.


  3. Ponds seem odd to me. Bean Creek flows through the Farm, and fills our unused irrigation pond. Zayante Creek flows through my garden. Where I work, Bean Creek flows into Zayante Creek. Just yesterday, we assembled the dam that fills a pond on Zayante Creek for guests to take canoes out into. I suppose I would miss the water if it weren’t there.

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    1. I get your point Tony. When I first moved in England I struggled to understand why, with that much water pouring down on our heads, it would be good to add some more in our gardens. Artificial water features with the sound of running water, I would have found wonderful in a dry country, but here… and then I caught the English bug for wildlife. Seeing my little frogs makes me happy. 🙂

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      1. My colleague in Los Angeles has three small fountains around his home to obscure the sound of the Santa Monica Freeway nearby. They work quite nicely.


  4. Hi Frog, thanks for sharing your little paradise with us. You are right, the love-in-a-mist really do look like peacock feathers!! Amazing.
    Just a thought that occurred to me, even though it may be to late by now (you having posted this a while ago): could it be possible that you had planted your peony a little too deep? I have never grown any myself, I have to admit, but for all I have read and heard they do not take kindly to being buried like most other plants, demanding really shallow planting, if that is the correct word, in order to flower. Also, like hellebores, they apparently do not like being moved so may sit and sulk a few years when you do.
    Wishing you happy days in the garden, admiring flowers and froglets 😉 !

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    1. Hello Stefanie ! Thank you for your visit today ! Thanks for the advice about the paeony too. I think the problem with it was that it was crowded by other plants and neglected during our two years of absence. I have put it in a large pot now, very shallowly planted. If I am patient enough it might get one last chance at flowering next year. The problem with small gardens like ours is we can’t always afford the patience ! I must say I am writing to you sitting in the dark in my garden. It is 23.35. I have just seen the most enormous hedgehog !!! I noticed its poo yesterday and thought I would wait and see. I noticed some things around my new pond had been disturbed. I can’t say how thrilled I am. Unfortunately yesterday (before I saw the poo) I have just scattered some pellets as I lost patience with my slugs. I am going to try to gather them tomorrow morning ! We had never had a hedgehog before !


      1. That’s great news, Frog! I share your enthusiasm, they are adorable – and such good helpers to the gardener (despite occasional disturbances). Long may it be happy to visit you! You are also very lucky, I’d say: Is it just my impression or are hedgehogs here in Britain really much rarer than in continental Europe?
        Anyway, as a non-native English speaker yourself (I assume !?!) you can proably relate to (and hopefully enjoy) my favourite anecdote about “false friends”: vocabulary that seems seductively similar to your own language but means something very different to what you’d assume. Half a life ago, when on a work exchange to rural New Zealand, I’d seen a hedgehog snuffling its way along a country lane, stopped my car, got out with my camera and lay flat on my tummy at the roadside to get a good snap of it when some Kiwi friends passed by and of course wanted to know what the heck I was doing down there. I did not know the word “hedgehog” back then so did the best I could think of, namely using its German name “Igel”, pronounced with a little English accent, hoping it would be a similar word in English and I thus be understood. I didn’t really grasp why everyone was falling over themselves with laughter, until they explained to me what “eagle” – same pronunciation! – means. Well, it really wasn’t the place and position to snap a picture of “the king of the sky” 🙂 . Side effect: I always remembered the word “hedgehog” since!

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        1. 🤣🤣🤣 Dear Stefanie, you made laugh !!! That is a glorious story ! I love false friends and translation misadventures ! In French hedgehog is hérisson, which means something like spiky. With an English pronunciation it would sound like Harrison ! Hero of the garden ! Alas, I have now read hedgehogs eat frogs and slugs are only a small part of their diet (can’t blame them poor things). If he wants us to be friends he better leave me some frogs. 😂


          1. Not sure frogs are really in danger – I don’t think hedgehogs swim?! Anyway, if you are worried you could try to put them off by offering easier alternatives that won’t jump – cat food, including the dry kind, apparently is much appreciated by the Harrisons 😉 !

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