I tip toed through the grass border (with only the odd oops!) to take a photo of the splendid sugar pink nerines. On closer inspection I was bemused/outraged/impressed to find that an errant hesperantha had seeded itself in the midst of the naked ladies. The cheek! With chameleon like powers of disguise, it had me fooled, a least for a minute.
Not that I was surprised. This was Lavinia’s garden after all. Another of her disreputable mates. She feigns regret and sorrow at my continual removal of these bullies, but all along I feel is secretly pleased that they test my patience. She is impressed by their rebellious nature and fortitude. I suppose I am too, but please don’t tell Lav I said that.