There's a new post on my other blog - Esther's Garden Notes.
If you'd like to see my cats, snails, a velvet mite and apple flowers without petals, that's the place to go!
Meanwhile . . . here on the Boring Blog . . . I'm completely at sea with my garden. The seasons are muddled. The plants confused. I'm missing vegetables. For all that some find them boring, they are what keep me rooted. This may be a metaphor but it it is not a pun. Growing even token food helps me 'belong'. No tomatoes, no beans, and it's as if I'm floating away. But getting friends to look after plants in while we are on holiday in the summer doesn't really work unless they are prepared to put in time during stay in our house - and I'm not wanting (any longer) to impose that on them.
The aquilegia has, at last, deigned to flower - but the colours are insipid. Can't see what to blame for that except erratic weather. Don't know how weather would influence colour but it's been the only variable. Usually aquilegia colours lift my spirits, even pastel ones. With most of them, this year I just think 'Oh, what's that?'
Why will the foxgloves not grow taller than the ground?
When will I be able to plant out my one delphinium and the three remaining cosmos and four ox eye daisies with any confidence they will grow? (The rest have gone down the throats of snails.)
Not that I am sad . . . the honeysuckle is flourishing, so far unblighted by greenfly - their usual nemesis. Best year for apple blossom. Garden at the front, which is usually sparse, is full and green. Chaotic but green. The iris have gone over soon (suddenly no water) the sage is beginning to flower (and quickly die - but it's there). I could spend more time with a watering can . . . instead, I sit and look at hoverflies and bees. (See my other blog so you can look too).
1 comment:
Oh, the phrase, "going down the throats of snail," really hit home. Only it is the shell free wonders, slugs, here.
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