Here we are November, with the autumn rain and wind driving in under our waterproofs, reminding us that summer has gone and nature is encouraging the plant kingdom to hunker down for the winter’s big sleep.
This is my favourite time of year, would you believe it? On a good day: the light, the temperature, the colours and the relative calm of slow dormancy in the garden reminds me why I became a horticulturalist. I say calm, the Formal Department, of which I am part of at Wisley, has been working like whirling dervishes - ripping out summer bedding and replacing it with tens of thousands of pansies and bulbs in quick succession! It is quite a process and well worth a visit to see us with a muddy trowel in hand and determined look on our faces as we work through: the Old Bonsai Garden, Top Terrace, Walled Garden East and the Canal Borders – quite a performance. In fact as a convert to gardening from Costume Design I see bedding schemes as the ultimate theatrical flora show. With months of prep and growing-on of garish-coloured pansies or pelargoniums and central eye catchers with urns and coiled box the energy and effort for a three month run is on an operatic scale, exhausting but what a crowd pleaser – I love it
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