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State of the garden in June

 The problem with striving for  ' a dishevelled dryad loveliness' reminiscent of late Third Age Ithilien is that it's all too easy to overshoot and end up in Postapocalyptic Impenetrable Jungle... 

Bees eye view of the lawn... buttercups, daisies, and bugle

Buttercups on the right, red campion on the left and there is flowering thyme, fennel and perennial geranium on the left. I think the buttercups looked better last year, a few grasses have got in among them.  Straight ahead is the beech hedge that I planted: it's finally looking like a real hedge at last, but I want it a bit taller really to provide more privacy from the lane. Not that the lane is busy.  

Lots of strawberries ripening at the mo.  The greenhouse ones are over: these are from the strawberry beds (and associated volunteers) higher up the garden. 

Mollydog has found a shady spot among these riotous campanulas.  They don't bloom for all that long, but they really make an impact when they are in flower, and have crept everywnere.  The bumble bees love them.   

I had a scary moment a couple of weeks ago when I realised one of the plants that had seeded itself into the patio was an orchid.  It was a slightly unusual member of its species, so briefly I was worried it might be one of the endangered ones.  That would be very cool, but also a bit worrying,  if that meant I was legally obliged to keep the patio in its current format forever and  ever!

 Fortunately on closer inspection it turned out to be an Early Purple Orchid, so one of the common varieties.  Still quite pleased about it though. 
At the moment there are a lot of wild strawberry plants fruiting wildly across the patio, just to the left of where Molls is lying.  The fruits are small, but they do produce generous amounts of them, and they have a fabulous scent compared with the bigger domestic ones. 
The 'jungle' aspect is probably enhanced by the presence of large carnivores crunching on bones.  The nice butcher in  Tavistock gave me free bones when I asked him. I think this is a beef rib.  .

Cherries!  And very nearly ripe!  I must put a bag over them to give me a chance of getting to them before the birds.  These are on Cherry Summer Sun, which is the one I pruned hard earlier in the year and is the oldest and best established of my cherries.  

Pumpkins and squashes.  Might be too many for one bed in here, but we'll see. Strawberries have crept in at the back and thrown themselves over the edge into the bark on the path as well: they get everywhere!   And  foxgloves are peering over to see what's going on.  I should probably hack that fern back. Ferns grow like weeds in my garden, but at least they are very decorative, and don't have thorns! 

I didn't plant the foxgloves, they are wild volunteers.  But aren't they fabulous?  This path is supposed to go straight on across the garden past the bushes straight ahead and then turn left after about 15 feet - but as you can see, the bushes have got a bit carried away at the moment.  I need to get in there and cut them back.  As well as daisies, some of the white flowers in the grass are clover. 
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