I hate wind.
(The weather kind of wind. I’m apathetic about the other kind, unless it is particularly violent).
Wind really hacks me off. And this is why:
- your hair flies in your face and you end up eating it.
- you are buffeted. I don’t like being buffeted.
- branches fall down. And roof-tiles. If you’re in the wrong place at the wrong time this could really ruin your day.
It also makes everything messy. I only like mess if it is also fun. These are fun messes:
- Cornflour paste and food dye. Yes.
- Finger-painting. In fact any sort of painting which involves squidging parts of your body in lovely thick paint. Oh yes.
- Deadheading delights or any sort of mess in a bucket or in the compost heap. Contained mess is good.
- Chocolate. Melted, smashed, dropped on the floor, around your mouth, even in your hair. Any sort of chocolate mess is a good sort of mess.
I took my camera for a walk in the wind. I was buffeted. I ate some hair. But I didn’t have any incidents with tree branches or roof tiles.
The garden is looking distinctly messy. This is partly the wind, but partly my neglect in recent weeks. And partly just because autumn in a little bit messy. I am trying to embrace this.
Take Persicaria ‘Blackfield’. It does look a little bit scruffy, but I like it. The purple blobs of Geranium ‘Anne Thomson’ and the green blobs of leaves are helping me like it more.
I enjoyed this wiggly one. The sticky-outy stamens and bits of fluff, and slightly dead bits add to the fun. This is a fun sort of mess.
Geranium ‘Rozanne’ is a gregarious sort of a geranium. All summer long it has been romping around, roaming the border, becoming entangled with its neighbours.
Its flowers point in all directions, like satellite dishes waiting for signals. It is a nosy parker, and cannot keep a secret.
Far more contained and upstanding is Salvia nemorosa ‘Ostfriesland’. This has been buffeted by the wind, but its diminutive stature means that it shrugs it off and remains upright. It is an oasis of calm amongst the chaos.
This gorgeous blue creature pops up every year at the base of our rowan tree. I love its cool blue flowers against the maroon foliage and calyces. It is a bit messy, but this is good mess.
This is Buddleia ‘Flower Power’. I bought it for its name, and the psychedelic promise. If you look at suppliers’ pictures, the flowers have an ombre effect of blue to pink, with orange centres. You know I love an ombre, and I love purple and orange. Sadly the reality is that ‘Flower Power’ has neither of these things. It is just not messy enough. Let’s speak very quietly here, because I don’t like to offend, but it is both garish and dull, and I didn’t think that that was possible.
This is an unknown variety of Buddleia, and slightly unremarkable. As is the photo, except for the glittery, jittery light spots. I do love light spots. Another fine sort of mess.
This is a marvellous sort of a mess. This is like a mutant spider with rather more legs than a spider needs. And they are wonderfully hairy too. All the best legs are.
This one really takes the biscuit. This is a dust bunny sort of a mess. It is Phlox paniculata ‘Starfire’. You can see it here in its prime. I forgive it for being a complete dog’s dinner now because it has been so fantabulous for months. It’s a diva. Of course it’s not going to go quietly.
Here’s a feather duster. Will this help?
Salvia ‘Amistad’ is joyfully messy. Look at it effervescing with the slightly bedraggled Rosa ‘Benjamin Britten’ (you can see more of him here).
And here’s a happy accident. An oops baby. I have no idea where it came from. Honestly. I found it under a cabbage patch. It is self-seeded, and its parentage unknown. It is wonderful.
From all angles.
Even with moth-holes.
The flowers are like fairy-lights, which are always in a tangled mess, but a good sort of mess.
Rosa ‘Thomas a Becket’ is ragged at the edges. Aren’t we all? It may not be a good sort of a mess, but it is asking for our love and understanding. I’m going to give it a hug.
I love the magenta clash with the scarlet Euphorbia griffithii ‘Fireglow’. And those little antennae are adorable.
I think we just have to stand and enjoy Rosa ‘Thomas a Becket’. I am being buffeted, but it is worth it.
At this point, the sun was shining, but it started to rain. It was happy rain, though. Not wet rain. The rain drops were spaced out, so as to not get anything wet. This is my kind of rain. If only wind could be as obliging.
I lost myself in ‘Thomas a Becket’ and took another photo. Thomas makes a good mess.
I can just about tolerate the mess of Euphorbia schlingii. This is a conflagration sort of a mess. Which is good, because it is dramatic and short-lived, and will sort itself out.
Ah. Here’s an entanglement. Ruby has stolen a pear, and is eating it. Ziggy is watching over Ruby, not sure what to do. He knows she is a carnivore and should not be eating fruit-based foodstuffs. He also knows that if he comes to tell me, Ruby will be cross, because he will have dobbed her in. He is avoiding the issue and avoiding my gaze. He also wants the pear. He is in a moral mess.
It is simpler for everyone to gaze into the distance.
Let’s take in the bigger picture for a moment, and just enjoy those trees. They are a lovely mess.
Sometimes you have to sit back and wait for things to unfold. Once the storm has blown itself out, you can think clearly. You will know what needs to be done.
Do you like autumn? Or wind? Or mess? Do you have a favourite sort of mess?
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*Thank you to the wonderful Susan Rushton for identifying this plant for me this week!