Sadly I only had two square topped pots, they just look so neat and tidy…ah well.
Purple Majesty and Maris Piper.
Okay, I’ just screwing around with mangoes, I won’t expect much this time…really!
Round for the dahlias, not much pot there really, and square for whatever I can find.
The front willow that was eaten by sawfly.
My Great-Uncle’s Rose, well the clone of that.
The rambler it will entwine with this year.
Yo, Dear Reader, we might be in for a cold spell so I have to plant for what I’ll do after that plantingwise and for now work on what I can, the cold is messing with things inside, more the lack of sun I’d say, RTC had what might be happy sap, something orchids produce when they’re growing fast, or it might have a little damage on the new flower spike, it has never rested ,much like me, Dear Reader, pair of idiots we are, I’ve taken all the measures I can, the other two spikes are producing buds, they may drop with the cold, sadly they grow slow and the weather here isn’t anywhere near what hey need and yet it has thrived, small setbacks are a given, but on dreary days they can wear you down. So, I decided to capture the new growth in the garden as best I could, you know Jack isn’t he world most patient photographer and I tend to shake, but I made myself go and look to remind myself of all that’s going on. Naturally there were a few Jack moments, what would you without my unusual mistakes, Dear Reader?
I have o idea what this is or where it came from, I likely put it there
Welsh Onions denuded of moss, I covered them, but it’s fun to see below the soil.
Good old Winter Aconite.
I can’t drive the poles into the ground so this works too.
They’re doing double duty as is.
The other buds are fine, I’ve been here before but it’s still magical.
They’re small and low, but pretty.
Yes, that is the top of the shed.
Clematis all mushed together out of necessity.
So, I had a plant that looked almost like a dandelion popping up, obviously a bulb and being that I have marked the bulbs, no flies on Jack, Dear Reader, I read it and apparently it was called Earnest something, shorthand I suppose, okay there are a few flies on Jack, Dear Reader, it was a odd abridgement of Eranthus Hyemalis Winter aconite, I keep doing this and will likely continue to, but it’s growing and it’s new so I’m happy with that. Every year I’m assured by myself hat the short hand spelling will lead to the plant name in my notes and it sometimes does…occasionally. Luckily I keep a fairly extensive list of plant names and when I did things so it found it fairly fast. There also seems to be a few bulbs I know, the name escapes me, they’re really insignificant, Italic something…Arum italicum! That’s it. Yeah, two I never planted have appeared. At both extreme ends of the garden and NO I DIDN’T JUST FORGET I PLANTED THEM!…right?…yes.
Every rose is gearing up for Spring.
Only feeding he robin, who I haven’t seen much, must be busy.
Good old honeysuckle, should return to form this year. My arms still hurt, you lovable jerk.
The pot covers an old stump and does amazingly every year despite just being a bit of soil over a stump.
Weeping Willow getting fuzzy.
Hopefully it’ll just crawl all over that old planters I couldn’t get off the wall.
Hopefully when the weather picks up I can get out more, I’ve bought a lot of natural remedies for joint issues, oil with vitamin E is the newest, I can move around but I’m in pain so I want to ease that as much as possible. I’m better moving than stationary and I always just take things at my own pace. I’m going to put a few permanent flowers in the front garden again, trying t get enough to fill it is a pain, but I’m going to mark them with halved pots like I used for the lilies there currently, which won’t be subsumed by sweetpeas this year, the wisteria is growing on that repaired frame currently in the early stages but I have time, I’m putting dahlias in the bed and smaller bulbs in the edging planters, but just the corners so I can still pop in a few pansies. Everything is a cycle, Dear Reader, but this time around I’ll know more than when I first started and things will grow better. Or so I hope at least, I’ll do my best, Dear Reader. I’ll be back again soon, until then stay safe and take care.
Playing you dead with the Wisteria, no thankfully.
It came in bad condition last year, but the roots were good.
Calceolaria making a comeback.
It leaked so I’ll grow taro in the wild garden and this will mark it. Yes, I bought taro…it’s so cool, Dear Reader!
Old reliable Daffodils.
The final fifty+ year rose.
Feels strange not having cut them back, but I had no choice.
Does you good to see all this growth.