Tomorrow is…

Blast of blue

Never remember the proper name so I just call them blue geraniums. Love them.

Tomorrow will be many things to many people, but here in my little patch of the world tomorrow is judging day.

Last year, having been placed second the previous year, the village where I stay won the Wee Village section of the Floral Gateway competition.

The annual competition is promoted to encourage communities in the Scottish Borders to take pride in their surroundings and become involved with the environmental maintenance of their town or village, improving its appearance, discouraging litter and graffiti — not a problem in this sliver of Scotland.

Flowers at the well

The garden around the well. This photo, like the others, was taken several weeks ago before all the planting was undertaken and before everything came into bloom.

The competition comprises five classes based on population — Wee Village, Small Village, Large Village, Town and Champion of Champions (the class winners of the previous year judged against each other). So our wee village, with a population of around 100, is competing against places much larger. And these larger places receive help from local businesses, so with a greater pot of money to tap, and attract help from agricultural/horticultural college departments.

Dramatic in purple

Love these — they’re so dramatic. Purple aliums, I think they are called.

Judging takes into account floral presentation, cleanliness and community involvement. So after months of hard work, weeding, preparing ground, sewing seeds, begging cuttings, raising money for tubs, compost and plants, and filling and siting them, an unusually hot spell sent everyone into a flurry. Watering cans were of little use against far flung beds and pots of baking earth and drying compost. So the vehicle of a volunteer was pressed into service with a large plastic tank full of water secured in the back. An army of waterers could then draw on this as the procession slowly kangaroo jumped from tub to flowerbed to tub around the village. A bit like a dog showing interest in every lamp-post!

Bright red nasturtiums

Nasturtiums always make a statement — especially when bright red

To win is a big ask for our wee village, against such competition, but that has not daunted our stalwarts who can be seen today tweaking and planting, tidying and brushing, and no doubt, like last year, they will be out tomorrow before the judges’ arrival at eight in the morning, to ensure the village looks as trim as possible.

Rampant honeysuckle

Honeysuckle running rampant.

So wish us luck, folks. The weather looks as if it will be cloudy, possibly showery with a temperature at that time of the morning of around twelve degrees — so not quite the bright sunny morning we might have hoped for and which those judged later in the day might benefit from.

Lettuce and rocket and other green stuff

Even the local school children were growing stuff – in their case edible leaves in the school garden.

So we’re keeping fingers crossed and hopes high, and know, whatever the result, that all the effort has made the village look great.

Foxgloves in the pink

Foxgloves fascinate me with their beautiful patterns on the insides of their bells.

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About jingsandthings

I am me. What do I like? Colour Shapes Textures Paintings, photographs, sculptures, woven tapestries, wonderful materials. The love of materials probably comes from my father who was a textile buyer, and I grew up hearing the names of mills and manufacturers which sounded magical and enticing. Glass in all its soft and vibrant colours and flowing shapes, even sixties glass which makes its own proud statement. A book I can immerse myself in. Meals with family or friends with lots of chat and laughter (and probably a bottle or two of wine). The occasional trip abroad to experience the sights, sounds, food, conversation, quality of light and warmth of other countries. To revel in differences and be amazed by similarities. I like to create and to experience, to try and to achieve. And then there are words – read, heard, written at my keyboard, or scrawled on sticky notes, or along the edges of dog-eared supermarket receipts excavated from the unexplored nooks of my handbag. What do I dislike? Cold Snow Bad design Fast food Condescension
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12 Responses to Tomorrow is…

  1. MixerUpper says:

    Your Wee Village is lovely, Jings! Good luck!

  2. bebs1 says:

    You have a very charming garden. Am sure your village will win.

  3. Thanks for giving me a proper name for the alium, which I’d playfully heard called ‘porcupine flowers.’ 🙂

  4. You certainly own a heavenly garden. The foxgloves are just so gorgeous. Lovely post 🙂

  5. thaygoulart says:

    I wish I could grow flowers like that, they look so nice! How was the weather?

  6. Beautiful! Hope you all did great!

  7. mybrightlife says:

    Will be looking out for your ‘Victory Post’ soon after the 6th.

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