Posts Tagged ‘flower bed’


April 8, 2016 Leave a comment

Love-in-a-mist root wrapped around a wild carrot

Pulling little wild carrot plants out of the flower bed, it’s easy to grab hold of a love-in-a-mist seedling by mistake as the leaves are very similar.

I was annoyed with myself when a love-in-a-mist plant came up in my hand.

Then I looked at what had been going on in the soil and realised why.

The love-in-a-mist root had wrapped itself lovingly around the wild carrot – the two were inseparable!


March 8, 2013 Leave a comment
Groundsel seed head, magnification x 10

Groundsel seed head, magnification x 10

The problem with the arrival of Spring is that you realise just how much there is to do in the garden and are forced to accept there’s no time to do it in.

The weeds seem to have had a good time this winter; there’s more greenery in the gravel of the courtyard than I’ve ever seen before.

There are clumps of couch grass in the flower beds that bring up more soil than I can lift.

Groundsel, of which there is masses this year, is easier to pull up.

However its seed heads, beautiful though they are, just mean more work further down the line!

Grape hyacinth

March 29, 2012 1 comment

Grape hyacinths at the top of the wall

We have a small clump of grape hyacinths at the edge of a flower bed right next to the wall which retains it. It should by now be a large clump, except that the dogs consider that particular spot to be a vantage point and so they sit on it.

Clive associates this flower with the childhood home where he was unhappy and so he would be quite glad if the clump disappeared altogether.

But I’m very fond of it. My mother loved blue flowers (Germander speedwell was her very favourite) and we had them at my childhood home also.

They are perfect cut flowers for small arrangements: tall with smooth stems to slip in the vase and no untidy leaves attached.

They also have the most wonderful sweet scent – much less heady and ‘mealy’ than actual hyacinths and incredibly evocative.

Four o’clock flowers

September 6, 2011 Leave a comment

Four o’clock flowers close up

It started with 3 tubers labelled ‘Mirabilis’ in a packet in a supermarket. Their other name, four o’clock flowers,  is because they open when it’s cooler, as the day slips past its prime. In our case, though, they’re still tightly closed at that hour.

I planted the tubers in a high flower bed contained by a wall, and while they’ve re-occurred there, and also in the various locations to which I transferred young plants as they appeared, they’re clearly happiest doing their own thing.

Which is: dropping seeds into the gravel courtyard at the foot of the wall. This has given rise to an exuberant forest which puts into the shade (literally and metaphorically) the ‘legitimate’ plants growing there in tubs.