If memory serves me correctly, this time last year I wrote a similarly titled post about the garden on the approach to autumn. The main difference, apart from more wrinkles (me) and being an inch taller (my daughter), is that instead of being cold it is raining. As I love rain, this seems a fair trade-off😉.
Especially when you step out the back door and are confronted by the following:
Yesterday, I noticed a few new buds on the rhubarb. But today I have definitely got one or two final meals out of it. I know I have to stop picking soon, so that the plant can feed itself before winter, but as it has shown itself to be stronger in this new position behind a fence (rather than near the apple tree), I will take a stick or two more before letting it rest.
Talking of the apple tree, here is the latest view of this area of the garden. Two of the dwarf French bean seeds have grown into plants and they are quite prolific. In other words, I will definitely find space for them again next year.
The heather is also coming on, after nearly dying in a pot two years ago. This year, not only does it have some foliage but there are pretty pink flowers, too. I hope now it will survive the transfer to the front garden, where I think it will be better served.
Since it started raining on a regular basis at the start of August, the carrots have come on a treat. They will be lifted at the end of the week to make way for a new hugel bed. On the other hand, the runner beans, which are also thankful for the rain, can stay at least a month more.