A bit of dishevelled yellowness or 'lelloness', as the two year old would say, to kick off the weekend. x
Words I Like
- "Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are." Alfred Austin
- "My whole life has been spent waiting for an epiphany, a manifestation of God's presence, the kind of transcendent magical experience that lets you see your place in the big picture. And that is what I had with my first compost heap." Bette Midler
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Unfurl - v.
Thanks for stopping by this week, happy planting this weekend. x
Unfurl - iv.
The extra-terrestrially inspired columbine.
Unfurl - iii.
Lilacs,
False blue,
White,
Purple,
Color of lilac,
You have forgotten your Eastern origin,
The veiled women with eyes like panthers,
The swollen, aggressive turbans of jeweled pashas.
Now you are a very decent flower,
A reticent flower,
A curiously clear-cut, candid flower,
Standing beside clean doorways,
Friendly to a house-cat and a pair of spectacles,
Making poetry out of a bit of moonlight
And a hundred or two sharp blossoms.
by Amy Lowell
Unfurl - i.
Spring has reached the stage where it means business in my garden. I thought I'd spend this week documenting the long anticipated unfurling of petals and leaves. Don't you love the dunce's cap on the Californian poppies?
Propagation in Excelsis
Seen here is my first stumbling effort at plant propagation, a bit of honey in a jam jar for a short time and then bam! straight into the crumbly compost, I know, I know, I'm supposed to have some fancy schmancy soil + sand + eye of newt collected betwixt the waxing and waning moons but I didn't have any on hand and, well, this just seemed like a good idea. We shall see if roots eventuate.
Regardless of the outcome, this was my second hallelujah moment, a la Bette Midler, (see the far left column), forget the compost, now we're talking free plants! No, make that FREE PLANTS!!! For someone who spends the average yearly income of a Nepalese beartracker* on plants a month, this was truly an exciting moment. The icing on the cake is that the plants were procured from a nasty man who never walks his dogs. I broke off some bits that were protuding on the footpath figuring that if I cannot liberate the dogs, at least I can liberate the buddleia. Will keep you posted on the outcome. x
* Am not acutally sure what the average yearly income of a Nepalese beartracker would be, or indeed, if there is any such thing as a Nepalese beartracker. If you are a Nepalese beartracker and are reading this, my humble apologies.