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This Month - January
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Editorial
It's good for the garden all of this cold weather;
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It helps to kill overwintering pests such as
aphids so they're not in a position of strength when it comes to attacking your
plants in the spring.
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It helps break up the soil, opening the
structure.
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It gives overwintering plants and animals a definite
signal that it's still winter and to stay wrapped up until spring. In recent
years plants have started to wake up or flower too early only to be
set back by a frost later on. It can cause havoc with nesting birds too.

I planted the absolute last of the spring daffodil / narcissi bulbs between
Christmas and New Year at the bottom of the garden in a recently cleared area
where the now removed old fence used to be, later than I'd intended, but they
should be ok.
This turned out to be one of those jobs that grew and grew.
The soil was at a perfect level of dampness for digging (it's thick clay when
you get to about 8-12 inches down) so I decided to finish off the last 2 panels
of the fence each of which was 3.6m long of picket fencing. The hardest job is
digging down 2 feet through the heavy clay for the posts to go in, so as it was
ideal conditions for this I started on the tip of the iceberg.
I sawed the wood to size and shape some time ago and I suppose
it was ultimately my mega-calorie intake over the festive season that spurred me
on to finishing it off. It's quite a physical job and so suitably wrapped up
against the cold I was surprisingly warm once I'd got going for a bit though I
soon had to go and get my gardening gloves as the cold metal of the wheel barrow
handles was quite painful. The cold weather (just above freezing, frost on at
least some part of the lawn the whole time) meant that I was able to break the
job into little chunks with the valid and very welcome excuse of needing to
leave the post-fix concrete I used overnight to set as while it set in about 10
mins at warmer temperatures I decided it needed much longer at around freezing
point.
It earned me considerable Brownie points with the family
demonstrating my ruggedness and admirable work ethic while they were largely
lazing around eating. The reality was a few very nice hours spent in the long
low rays of the winter sun with the dog and my thoughts for company while having
the results of a straightforward and worthwhile physical task to provide me with
a satisfactory glow while I indulged in suitable comestibles
This is a good time to set about some heavy-duty pruning of
deciduous trees and shrubs now that you can see the structure of the branches with
the leaves gone. Almost
all trees and shrubs can be cut back hard now fairly safely. Just watch for two
things:
1/ Don't prune any members of the Prunus family
(no pun intended, the name is coincidental!). This
includes all cherries, plums other fruit with a stone rather than a pip
including
hedging laurel. Pruning now can make them susceptible to a disease called "silver
leaf" which can kill whole branches and not uncommonly the whole tree / shrub
after a while. These are best pruned when in full growth in early to mid summer.
2/ Don't prune hard if there's likely to be a frost in the
next couple of days before the plant has sealed off the wound. If frost gets
into the open unsealed wound it can kill some of the living tissue and cause
die-back or let disease in.
Snow and frost damage - If you've had a lot of snow this winter the
chances are that you may have trees or shrubs that have been damaged by it. The
build up of the weight of snow can snap off branches leaving a large untidy open
wound. Have a walk around the garden and if you have any such damage clean up
the cut with a saw or secateurs, taking the broken stump closer to the trunk if
possible. Disease is much less likely to be able to enter through a small clean
cut than a large ragged tear. Sometimes the branches are hanging off where they
are easy to see, if they have fallen completely though they aren't so obvious so
look carefully for branches on the ground.
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These are the stems of three
Heliotropes that I was hoping to overwinter in a cold greenhouse. The
frost froze the water in the stems and has lifted the bark away from the
inner heartwood which can be seen as reddish in colour in the middle of
the ice in these pictures. It would seem that liquid water was being
carried up the stems for a while after they had frozen so resulting in
large chunks of ice which completely killed the plants. These sections
are around 6"/15cm tall. |
Right that's it, my gardening year has come to a close. Time to
start the next one.
Jobs / Tips
Don't forget to Wassail your fruit trees on January the 17th.
Wassailing was an annual custom in Britain where fruit
orchards were common right up to the early 20th century. It entails celebrating
good heath to the fruit trees and an encouragement to fruit well, usually taking
place early on in the New Year on the 17th of January (old twelfth night). You go
out and toast the trees and throw your toast over the trunk of the largest tree.
Dancing around them and generally making merry is equally as effective.
Whenever I mention this to people there's
always one who says "do you have to be naked?" well it's not a requirement and I've
never heard it mentioned, but if it makes you feel better and is not done in public
view, I guess it can't hurt. Just make sure you have somewhere warm to go later,
it can get cold on a January night.
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Wassail the trees,
that they may beare,
You many a plum and many a peare,
For more or less fruits they will bring
As you do give them a wassailing.
Robert Herrick1591
- 1674
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The average person consumes about 9000 calories
on Christmas day against an average daily requirement of 2000. So maybe we can all
make a resolution to work it off in the large gym attached to our house where we
keep the plants. Do you have any digging to do? Weeding? I weeded at the
end of November thinking that that was it for a few months, I now notice with horror
that's loads more have sprung up in the month since then, the mild weather and plentiful
rain are to blame.
If you do summon up the energy to go out and dig,
leave the clods of earth as they fall off the spade, don't bother breaking them
up, the frosts will do that for you. Frost isn't all bad.
Make plans. Consider plants and planting. Put
canes or a hose pipe across the garden to mark out planned beds, patios or other
features. Then ignore it for a few days, look out of the window and change it all
totally if necessary. Winter is a good time to prepare for the coming growing season.
Take your time when deciding on your grand design and get it right before you start
on it when the warmer weather and breaking buds tempt you beyond the confines of
the fire-side (whether metaphorical or literal).
Planning
If you've already decided - then get a patio or
deck ordered and laid now. You'll certainly get it done quicker and probably
also cheaper than later on. Make your mind up and order in March and the chances
are you may not get to sit out until June. These areas extend the season of use
of the garden. Lunch alfresco on a warm April day surrounded by the fresh green
shoots of spring is a real delight.
Hard surfaces

Stay off the grass when it's frosty. It will
recover if left to thaw out, but walking on it can damage many of the blades. I
think of it in terms of having cold fingers, simple things like knocking on a door
suddenly become incredibly painful, it's like that for the grass being walked on
when frozen. Eldest son puts it terms of having your frozen ears flicked by the
bigger boys when standing at the bus stop (would he wear a hat when we told him?
- No).
Order seeds
and plan what you'll grow from seed this year. I think of this as buying genes
for the garden. Perfectly packaged and prepared for growth with all they need to
get started. Seeds are natures own genetic technology. If you've never
grown anything from seed before, it's one
of gardening's greatest wonders.
Main tree and hedge planting time still.
The winter months are the best time to plant any trees and hedging or other bare-rooted
shrubs. These are bought bare-rooted from nurseries, this way they will be dormant,
but have a more extensive root system than those grown in containers. They should
be planted as soon as you can so they spend the minimum time out of the ground.
This applies in particular to ornamental cultivars are less tolerant than
most.
If you can't plant them straight away, then "heel
them in". This means cover the roots with soil in a temporary position so that they
don't rot or dry out. Don't be tempted to leave them in the bag or other wrapping
even for a short time. If you haven't space to put them in the soil, then "planting"
them in sharp sand (a couple of quid from a builders merchant for a 40kg bag) will
do nearly as well (dries out quicker than soil). You could even do this in a bucket
or other container as long as there are drainage holes in the bottom so the roots
don't sit in water.
Why bother? Why not wait until it's a bit warmer
and more pleasant and plant out of containers?
1/ Bare rooted trees and
shrubs are cheaper, as little as half the price for trees and cheaper than
this for shrubs though the range of available shrubs is smaller, so you can
either save money or spend the same and get a much bigger plant.
2/ Planting now means
that they get off to the best possible start in the spring. As soon as
the plants wake up and start putting their roots out, they're already in your
soil rather in a pot that will then planted in the soil later, one less jolt
to the system.
So brave the elements and do it now! Make
sure though that you add lots of organic matter to the soil when filling the
planting hole and that you stake trees well.
We're in the middle of the dormant season
now, but already thinking of the growing season to come. I often think how lucky
we are to have such pronounced seasonal changes, it all helps to keep us fresh as
well the garden.
Back again on the 1st of February
Archive - selected parts of previous year's newsletters from this month
Today is New Year's Eve, part of that no-mans-land
between Christmas and New Years Day where you're not entirely certain what day of
the week or date it is. In fact yesterday I woke up convinced that it was today
until I found out that it clearly wasn't. I haven't been so pleased since the time
I was about 14 and woke up one Saturday morning and started getting ready for school
before my Mum told me I didn't have to go. So I had an extra free day and have spent
much of it in the garden as it's mild if grey and dreary.
I hope you had a good Christmas and New Year celebration. There seems to be
a movement every year of naysayers who try to stop people celebrating Christmas
properly, or at least make them feel bad about it. Well if they want to give
each other token gifts and sing carols while covered in sack-cloth and ashes
with the occasional beating from a switch made of birch twigs (organically grown
and gathered in a sustainable manner from old growth forest of course) then
that's up to them and it's fine by me. Just as long as they don't parade their
holier than thou attitude in front of me and expect me to join in. Have you ever
had a gift from one of these people? probably not, Was it worth having if you
did? almost definitely not. If they're young, they're probably poor and so are
marginally excused (but I bet they get their parents to unsustainably do all
sorts of stuff for them) and if they're not so young, they'll live in a house
that's far bigger than they need and readily burn up the air miles to go on
eco-friendly holidays (no such thing, apart from camping in the back garden).
What's up with the old curmudgeon now you may
be thinking? Didn't get the Nice socks or Nintendo Wii he wanted? I had a great
Christmas, a family affair where we sat around and enjoyed each others company,
ate lots of all our favourite foods and gave each other gifts that we probably
spent too much on and spent a lot of time thinking about and hunting down
(that's because I'm a man - by contrast, my wife gathered hers). I think
that these things are good and I commend them to the reader.
It's perfectly normal human behaviour to have
a large feast that huge amounts of effort have gone into, to save resources
through the good times for it and then in a relatively short and intense period
enjoy all of those things while surrounded with people that you like being with.
I bet prehistoric humans when they'd killed a few extra mammoths, put the odd
leg aside in a pickling jar, or pureed and preserved some tree ferns or Ginkgo
leaves for the festival of "Grunt" or "Ug-grunt" or whatever it was they called
it. One thing is certain though, whenever humans can, they plan for and have
large extravagant celebrations, marked by consumption of food and resources, and
anyone who tries to make you feel bad about that is missing the point.
The yin to this yang is to do things for
others as well - for charity if you like, I've had a standing order to the
NSPCC
for years. So while you're still feeling well rested, well fed and hopefully
still retain some of that happy holiday glow, why not set up a regular payment
to one of those causes you've always intended to help. Tell yourself you're
putting away a metaphorical mammoth leg for others while the going is good
see here.
December started out very strangely for me,
a Delphinium that I had cut down sometime in August in the front garden after it
had flowered had responded with a new bunch of leaves and threw up a flower spike
with the first flowers opening on the 1st of the month. Testament to the mild autumn
we had. I watched it growing through November certain that it would get cut down
by a frost, in fact I almost cut it down myself so the plant didn't waste too much
unnecessary energy in producing something that I was convinced would never happen.
The spike was a bit more sparsely clothed with flowers than normal, but it was quite
splendid to have it well past the middle of the month and nearly half a year later
than when it normally does its stuff.
December is probably the month where I do the least in the garden
and spend the least amount of time thinking about it too. The days are at their
shortest for one thing so I just don't see much of it, there's Christmas to think
about - if not actually do much about until fairly late on and things in general
are slowing down and coming to a halt - apart from my maverick Delphinium that is.
Addicted as we are to the concept of a White Christmas, green is the most common
colour at Christmas time in England, that and the steely grey of the sky of course.
The muted colours and the cold, damp weather with occasional frosts makes for a
most melancholy time in the garden. I'm not a winter gardener I have to admit, I
did wander around yesterday after the frost taking a childish delight in poking
the ice on top of the water butts and noting with satisfaction that it was too thick
for me to easily break.
There were, I noted with further satisfaction some nice healthy,
tight looking buds on the plum tree, preparing to burst forth with beautiful pink
petals in a few months time. The first signs of spring flowering bulbs are starting
to appear in various places, particularly when I brushed aside some of the remaining
autumn leaves that had been blown into sheltered corners.
Then there were a few reminders of what I hadn't done, a limp
and barely alive Osteospernum that grew very large and vigorously last summer.
It was too big to dig up and bring under shelter, and I had no space for it. The
intention was to cut most of it back and then cover it with a large mound of compost
to try and protect it from the frosts and see if it would grow again next year.
I think of these things in good time and then it just falls out of my brain at some
point.
A bit like Christmas really. Some time in late October I have
some Christmassy thoughts and congratulate myself at being well prepared this year
and that I won't be caught out again. So successful is this self-congratulation
that it carries me all the way through until about the 20th of December and I realise
I still haven't done anything.
It might not actually be too late for the Osteospernum
and in fact as I'm typing this it's sitting there casting admonishing glances at
me every time I look out of the window. Right next to it are some forget-me-nots
which I love. All have to do about them is pull them up when they start get too
vigorous and widespread for their own good, why can't all plants be like that?
My view of the winter garden is that it should be just that -
a view - out of a window. I quite like taking the dog for a walk even when it's
grey and damp especially when the crows are flying around bare tree tops in a sort
of Bruegelesque way. They remind me that there is still life around ready to get
going again. But as for winter gardening, it's a necessity rather than a pleasure,
the saving grace is that it's a task that tends to pay far greater dividends later
in the year, digging over heavy soil, planting large trees and shrubs for instance.
Why do we garden - Gardening makes
us realise who we are and our place in the scheme of things. Many people have lives
that are completely detached from the cycles of nature, and that is very unnatural.
Many people have jobs where they are
under pressure to perform and meet "mutually agreed targets" i.e. the boss says
implicitly "you are expected to do this" and if you don't agree, you will be asked
to "question your future direction". The only goals that I have ever had "ownership"
of have been ones that have no input at all from anyone else. An analogy that springs
to mind is "Here is a bucket of manure, we'd like you to "own" it, would you like
to choose that the bucket be red, blue or another colour?". Well actually I choose
that I don't have it at all, (OK, I wouldn't, I'd have it and use it as a mulch,
but you know what I mean).
Gardening reminds us that we can plan,
we can do our best, we can even try to do the impossible, but ultimately we are
working with nature and we are certainly not in control. Gardening reminds us most
of all that we are human, not only are we working with nature, we are part of it.
It comforts us that it's OK to be human and ourselves, not dancing to some-one else's
tune that we can't even whistle. We have our disasters in the garden, but for
every unexpected disaster, there's an unexpected success - "nature abhors a vacuum"
and there will always be something that will succeed. The only secret I suppose
is not to give up - as long as you keep trying, something will come of it, nothing
and no-one is a total failure, there's always something somewhere that will work
for you.
Happy new year 2006, except of course if you're Moslem in which case it's 1426,
a Buddhist for whom it's 2550, Jewish when it's been 5766 since last September or
Chinese when you'll be celebrating the Year of the Dog at the beginning of 4703
at the beginning of February.
Not that it makes the blindest bit of difference to our gardens,
the seasons come and go, the plants grow, set seed and die. Worms drag down dead
leaves to feed on the bacteria and fungi that feed on the leaves. Birds that feed
on the worms live in the trees that are nourished by the activities of the worms.
The changes in where we draw the lines of time are as important
to nature as are the puny ornamental competitors that we pit against the bindweed,
dandelions and native oaks.
Despite all of the talk in recent years about global
warming, we seem to having more of a traditional winter in temperature terms at
least if not in snowfall. The frost finally melted yesterday at the shady bottom
of my garden for the first time in a week.
It got down to minus 7 centigrade one night (information
thanks to my new plaything, an electronic inside - outside min / max thermometer,
an excellent boys toy), which is quite impressive for Cambridgeshire.