Somehow the lavender has had a good summer. Maybe because it's a late bloomer?
The chives are still alive and kicking, even after the hardest snail attack.
My rhubarb has not been harvested. I need something rich to look at.
The thyme is barely alive after king winter's gruesome garden slaugther in March.
Black frost is lethal this far north. The red currants are about to ripen.
Today's the third sunny day in a row. Record. A bit cold though, I've got to wear my garden gnom jacket about 8 p.m. The black currants are also looking promising.
The table is made by Gunnar and has endured 18 Nordic outdoor winters.
Now it's serving wine and roses.
ALL PHOTOS BY GUNNAR.
She's standing by the rhododendrons
Where the roses are in bloom
Looking out at the Atlantic ocean
And in her head she hums this tune
Thank God the dark nights are drawing in again
cos high summer has got me down
Can we wait till the end of august
And get off this merry-go-round
I don't agree with Van Morrison, but I kind of like his words & music.