Summer solstice

This may be the official first day of summer, but summer arrived here one week ago today. It was the kind of perfect day you dream about deep in winter: sunny and warm with enough of a breeze to keep the leaves softly rustling and the mosquitoes at bay. I spent it at a baby shower held on a farm in the country not far outside of Madison — surrounded by old stone walls, good food, horses, dogs, prairie grass, and of course, old friends. Meanwhile Mark was in a different part of countryside checking out all our potter friends at the annual Cambridge Pottery Festival. He snapped this photo which perfectly captured the mood of the day.

This may be the official first day of summer, but what's been noteworthy about its arrival this year is the endless Spring that preceded it. We've had an occasional day where the temps shot up into the high 70s pushing the blooming forward; but mostly it's been cool with plenty of rain and soft, cloudy light. It's been hell if you're trying to get tomatoes started, but heavenly otherwise. My rhodie — which had a record 17 flowers last year — had just under 50 this year. The 'Guernsey Cream' clematis had maybe a dozen blossoms last year; 40 this year. It's like the garden has been on steroids (weeds, too). 

This may be the official first day of summer, but I'm still celebrating Spring. The bouquets I made last weekend continue to hold pride of place indoors today. They're not composed of the Astilbes or Astrantias that are coming into bloom. Instead, I'm honoring the last blissful remnants of the stars of the Spring garden: The metallic gold seedheads of the Guernsey Cream clematis (above) and the glazed seed pods of peony 'Burnished Bronze' (below, along with leaves of Hechera 'Pewter Veil,' Cimicifuga 'Brunette,' and Geranium phaeum 'Samobor').

This may be the official first day of summer, but I've gardened for enough seasons to know that nothing is ever the same in the garden. You can't count on enjoying the same pairings of plants blooming together or your favorite shrub or vine producing more flowers each successive year. Change and uncertainty are what make gardening so frustrating and so enjoyable at the same time. During all these gorgeous Spring days, when others were clamoring for warmer weather, I reveled in the long slow unfolding of the season. I marveled at the lushness of the flowers and the length of blooming. I made myself stop — over and over again — to enjoy this special Spring, knowing I will never see another one quite like it.

Comments

[Pam/Digging (Austin)]

I would have been with you, Linda, "reveling in the long slow unfolding of the season." In fact, Austin had a pretty decent (mild) spring as well. But summer's furnace is fully stoked now, and we've just "enjoyed" a solid week of 100-degree temps--and this before summer even officially arrived.

Keep reveling in your mild summer days. I'll be here living vicariously until October brings us cool weather again.

[philippine florists]

That kind of flower arrangement was unfamiliar. So cute. Can you teach me how to do it?

-fern-

[Les]

That sky is beautiful. If you look upwards around here they will appear different. Our skies have been full of unsettled clouds in a variety of shapes and colors, full of near tropical humidity. Thankfully they have been bringing regular rains, and I hope that pattern continues. I hope you contiunue to have good weather as well.

[LINDA from EACH LITTLE WORLD]

It's supposed to be around 90 degrees all week and rather rainy so it looks like we'll be having a tropical feel as well. I just have lilies blooming and then my garden moves into its mostly green phase.

[Lisa at Greeenbow]

We too have had the longest, wet spring ever that I can remember. I have so enjoyed being able to sit out in the Casa enjoying every moment possible.

Reality of summer has set in. 90's every day with unmerciful humidity. UGH...

[LINDA from EACH LITTLE WORLD]

Lisa — we are having that same weather! I was sitting weeding the moss garden today and just dripping — and there was even a breeze ...