Well, I think it’s safe to say that Spring has finally sprung. It’s warm outside, the weeds are starting to go crazy and there’s hope in the air. I’ve just popped in to do a really quick Six because I’m actually going out to eat tonight for the first time in over six months! So exciting! Hope it’s not too cold!
I’ve decided to showcase the uncultivated end of our garden today. Some might say the whole thing is uncultivated because it’s certainly got a thrown together feel, but it’s a whole lot better than it was when we moved in. We’re slowly working our way through the whole garden, but we’ve chosen our battles wisely and thus far the end of the garden has just received enough attention to stop it running completely wild till such time that we can decide what to do with it.
Here it is in all its glory.
I’m not counting that photo as one of my Six – that’s just to illustrate what I’m talking about!
We need to get out there and do our annual damage control because I noticed today that we have a couple of what I think are sycamore trees in the making courtesy of the wind and next door and I don’t want or need sycamores. They do look surprisingly pretty as the leaves unfurl though.
I spotted two other new additions that must’ve blown in on the wind or via a bird today and I’m unsure whether they’re worth leaving or moving elsewhere. The first is this which looks like some kind of euphorbia to me.
If anyone has any clue, please let me know your thoughts. It certainly looks more attractive than the nettles and dock leaves that populate the area in numbers!
The second is this variegated delight. Some sort of euonymous, do you think? Definitely worth saving if so.
It’s definitely worth having a scout around up there at this time of year, because the odd beauty does appear. A couple of years ago this cowslip decided to grow itself and I moved it to my birthday planter and it’s gone from strength to strength. I love it’s beautifully cheery yellow flower.
This next plant is determined to make itself at home and reappears in droves every year. We usually pull most of them up but leave a few remaining because the bees absolutely love it. I’ve put it in a plant identification app and I think it might be a great forget me not.
My final point seems apt today, being the last Six before my Granny’s funeral. On the day that Granny passed away, as I was sitting working away blissfully unaware of what had happened a hundred or so miles away, a whole load of white feathers came puffing out of a tree over our lawn. I’ve mentioned before than whenever I see a white feather in the garden it makes me feel close to my Grandad who passed away several years ago and now I wonder if Granny was somehow letting me know that she’ll be there with him overseeing my garden adventures. Who knows!? It’s a comforting thought.
Told you it would be quick! All that remains to say is that the Propagator’s blog is ready and waiting for you to check out other Sixes.