My tulips are flopping, and I rather love them that way. Of course I’ve not cut them from my own garden – these glorious beauties are from a kind friend…
Read moreDay 130: Erythronium
The dog’s tooth violet isn’t a violet at all, but a member of the lily family, and closely related to the tulip…
Read moreDay 129: dog violet
I’m not sure you’re supposed to laugh at your flowers. But in all honesty, I’ve seen the violets look better…
Read moreDay 128: black and blue
Always the first of the geraniums to appear, the mourning widow (Geranium phaeum) sneaks into the borders while everyone’s making a fuss of the tulips…
Read moreDay 127: the bashful bluebell
The Spanish bluebells (Hyacinthoides hispanica) have arrived at last – though it might be that I’m the only person in the country who’s been waiting for them.
Read moreDay 126: planting combinations
The flowers have been cosying up to one another, but they needn’t think they’ve gotten away with it…
Read moreDay 125: suddenly the sun
Ok, now this feels like April. Just as we arrive in May which, when you come to think of it, is about right for a year that’s already revealed an inclination toward the tardy…
Read moreDay 124: the resilient garden
The garden is resilient, in spite of the wind howling around the house and buffeting every plant not nestled into the shelter of a hedge or shrub…
Read moreDay 123: black currant in bloom
Things are happening on the blackcurrant, the flowers appear to have survived the strange April weather, and in this we’re fortunate…
Read moreDay 122: an angry rhubarb
The rhubarb is shaking its fist at the sky. I think I know how it feels, though it’s interesting that this particular crown is always that much more cantankerous than the more mature clump by the greenhouse…
Read moreDay 121: send rain
Caught between being cross at the forecast for leaving me mentally unprepared for a soaking, and delighted that the sky was finally breaking after weeks without rain…
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