This morning Lady Mantle greeted me with “Today we are going to be drawing pictures and making notes”. The horror on my face prompted a rapid “Don’t worry, I will be doing the drawing”. This is just as well, I once came second in art-off with a 4 year old. Luckily Her Ladyship made the notes as well. She has exemplary handwriting. When later she dropped the pad into the mud she brushed it off saying “now it is a proper gardening notebook”.
We methodically examined each of the carefully numbered borders and garden areas on her blueprint, listing the plants (which for me was a horticultural spelling bee) and discussing our hopes for next season. This involved identifying plants that need to be moved or extracted and pinpointing areas that “could do better”. We also patted ourselves on the back and admired our own handiwork. This exercise took all morning but was not wasted time, quite the contrary, it was an invaluable way to spend a few hours. Now we have something to aim for. We have a plan. Quite possibly to ignore.
This sunflower is not rushing to shine. It will get there, but in its own time. You can’t hurry these things.