It was all going so well. The muted colours of early summer mingled tastefully in the borders. The blues of the delphiniums complemented the soft pink of the roses, and a walk down the garden was a tranquil experience. Nothing jarred the senses or offended the eyes. Soft pastels ruled.
Then, the carnival hit town.
I need sunglasses just to hang the washing out.
Any colour coordination has gone out of the window, and I am ashamed to see orange shrieking at its pink neighbour, and chrome yellow cheek by jowl with scarlet.
What went wrong ?
What possessed me to put yellow day lilies next to Crocosmia 'Lucifer', and to plant neon pink Lychnis liberally throughout every single bed. (I grew the Lychnis from seed and EVERY ONE germinated !!)
I planned for the tasteful bit of early summer, choosing complementary shades of soft pinks, blues and mauves, but I forgot that the pink rose, chosen to coordinate with the delphiniums, would still be flowering long after the delphiniums had gone to seed, and would be standing next to an orange day lily.
The romantic pastel hues are now long gone, replaced by hot pinks, sizzling oranges and lipstick reds.
There's nothing I can do but embrace it ! Learn to love psychedelia and comic strip colours which smack you straight in the face.
The carnival is here all right, warming up for the Mardi Gras which is late summer.
I don't recognise what the garden has become, from a romantic English garden it has transformed into a bold, strong, contrasting, jarring space. Love it or hate it !
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