Have you been walking through your garden? I hope so. At this time of year we are as clearheaded as we will ever be. Winter may not afford us congenial temperatures, but what it lacks in warmth, it more than makes up for in perspective. Any issues due to poor spacing stand naked before the winter gardener clutching a notepad and a pencil.
We will not be beguiled by sweet blossom to ignore flagrant thuggery. Even if the offender is evergreen, its beauty is contracted, it’s power, lessened. It would be a shame to lose such an advantage just because we can’t be bothered to find a warm coat.
Around here, it is obvious that I will need to move a cast-off variegated privet that I never thought would survive and which did. It is far too close to a stand of rusty-red chrysanthemums that I never thought I’d like and I do. But how to decide which one must go?
The feathery remnants of miscanthus “Morning Light” made it easy this morning, reminding me of a September romance with the mums that was made in Heaven. So the privet will depart – perhaps even to a friend’s garden. Note made. Shrub tagged. On to the next.
The spacing between Hydrangea paniculata “Pinky Winky” and my Snow Cream edgeworthia needs some attention – as well as the spacing of the latter against the pathway to the house. If I can finally let myself believe (against all naysayers) that it will live, and not only live, but thrive, I believe I am ready to move it with confidence to a spot ever-so-slightly less sheltered so it can spread it’s limbs into the ten foot monster it’s destined to be. Right now, it’s still a demure three foot mass of silky buds at the ends of caramel brown stems. What a stunner.