The whole house smells of basil just now. It’s the pungent odour you get from the leaves of the tougher plants grown, and weathered, outside. It is a wonderful aroma, but it is making me so hungry. I picked the basil as a back drop to the star of my vase: Dahlia ‘Bishop of York’, my only flowering dahlia so far this year.
And while I was in the vegetable patch it seems like a good idea to pick some garlic chives to go with the basil, since they are looking quite stellar!
And even some tomatillo branches, because the potato-like flowers to pick up the yellow tones.
The fat bladders on the branches of the tomatillo, hanging over the edge of the brown jug, were a fun bonus.
OK, so I bet that you can’t quite believe your eyes with this next shot. Yes, what you are looking at here is a curled and laced leaf of kale ‘Nero di Toscana’. I’ve watched, in disgust, the numerous white butterflies flutter round these all summer, but I like the structure that has been left behind. The skeletonised leaf has a nice arching tubular shape and there’s still that great matt olive colour, but now it’s light and airy. Stripped back to basics.
Back to real flowers then: I’ve also picked some Teucrium hircanicum. Unfortunately, this has seeded around the garden for so many years that I can’t remember what kind it is. It sends up so many long lasting purple flower spikes that I forgive its profligacy.
I’ve also gathered the last of the Antirrhinum ‘Libery Classic Crimson’, before I rip it all out to get rid of the rust that seems to be romping through it this year.
So you can see why I’ve titled the post Pistou soup. I only hope that the scent of basil fades soon though, or else I’ll be at the fridge.
I am joining Cathy for her ‘In a Vase on Monday‘ post. Cathy has a few more dahlias than I have! I hope that you enjoy browsing the ever increasing selection of vases on display from around the world.