Verdant is not the word.

Confession - I did not take the photos in this blog post. I utilised the skills and talents of The Man himself and I think the resulting photographs are stunning. Uploading pictures to the blog has proved well nigh impossible recently, hence the hiatus since my last offering.

Above is my relatively new Hebe, adding to the design of silvery and small-leaved plants. It overlaps (picture right) with the burgeoning Gillenia Trifolata that does not meet that part of the design at all but does have lovely white flowers.

Here is the token representative of the Bluebell quango.

We're in that window of time where the Acer looks like a stunning waterfall of freshness.

A haze of forget-me-nots rising from the Aquilegia.

Hopefully this clematis will make up for the one I butchered at the front gate. Note to similarly inexperienced gardeners, when gardeners say cut it right down to the ground, they don't actually mean the ground they mean about 80 centimetres from the ground. It is starting to bud again though, so I might get some leaves by October.

The Alliums are really promising a lot already and the structural contribution is substantial. They make me think of my forthcoming visit to Chelsea, as I've watched the coverage over the last few years and their pom-pom forms are always everywhere.