The spring was mild, and the summer warm rather than hot
which meant I didn’t have to water as much as usual, but things that needed the
heat didn’t get as big as they should have done. We finish the year on another
relatively mild winter (we still only just had a killer frosts) and I look forward to 2015.
So overall a good year for.....
Cobea:
they survived the winter and are rampant as a rampant thing.
Musa
sikkimensis in a giant pot. This was
a huge success to the year as the bananas thrived and gave height and structure
to the terrace. I will do this again!
Friend’s
generosity: Patrick has been amazing giving me huge pots and two Cyatheas. Others
have continued to willingly be garden slaves and help out on the day. THANK
YOU!
Hedychiums: the stars of the year, thriving in pots and not being composted.
Honey;
hurrah I had a bumper crop
Bamboos establishing: 3-4 years on the bamboos are now looking amazing
Giant
Echiums: after not flowering for about 4 years I had about 3 get to about
12 foot. Amazing plants.
Height and
Structure: finally the backbone of the garden is really coming together. Fences
and neighbours are disappearing.
And a bad year for...
Dahlias: they were decimated by the slugs meaning that many were so late that I lost out on some colour..
Salvias:
they sulked and many didn’t flower well...boo.
Carnivorous
plants: still suffering from sustained neglect
Finding
space for anything: UG! Things have got bigger and I barely have any
space...mmm. more pots I think?
Vegetables:
a combo of a new job and the snail attack from hell has meant that not much has
thrived.
And what will 2015 hold?
- More things in pots
- Irrigation systems
- More cordylines to give fast growing evergreen height. They may be common but they are still very exotic.
- Vegetables: new design and more energy to actually manage to eat something from the plot!
- NGS garden visits: I was bad and only really visited local gardens, missing out on the treasure trove of gardens which are open across London. Next year I will visit new NGS gardens, and diarise them in so that I don’t miss them
- More fiddling and jiggling around. A gardeners work is never done....