Let’s be honest, hands up, who wanted to do a Six on Saturday today? Not me. But as I live in fear of a) being called a wimp and ridiculed even more than usual by Mr K and b) the wrath of Our Commandant Mr P, here I am. Expect a lot of white.
There are many tender plants in my garden. They are what I like to grow. I’ve not got a proper greenhouse. This is not grumble, after all I’ve got other things that people with lovely warm greenhouses don’t have, like gold platform boots and good strong calves. Frosts are here rare, snow is as common as hen’s teeth. Well Henny Penny bit me on the bum this week. Days of heavy frosts followed by a layer of snow and freezing winds. The whole point of pushing limits in the garden is the hint of danger, not necessarily for me, but for the plants. It remains to be seen what has survived and what has not, and this could take months to materialise. You pays your money you takes your choice.
The thaw has begun and today this little primula has been exposed from beneath its blanket of snow. Looking a little squashed but not unduly bothered. The Tracy of my garden.
Next we have tulips, pushing their noses out of the snow. I have no doubt that soon these will be jollying up the front of my house. That might well be the kiss of death.
Next the hellebore of previous weeks’ SoS, face harshly pushed into the frozen ground, crushed. Like my heart.
Now Digitalis lanata looking like a plate of over-cooked cabbage. Unlike the self-seeded monbretia around it, who haven’t turned a leaf. Hmph!
Look closely and you will see a crimson shoot of Paeonia mlokosewitschii reaching like a hand from an icy grave. Takes more than a little snow to stop Molly the Witch.
This dreadful weather has brought wild birds closer to our homes, looking for shelter and food. It is a moral dilemma for us as we have many cats in the neighbourhood and we don’t want to set up a feline snack bar. The teasels however have been attracting goldfinches, lovely to see pulling seeds from the spiky heads. For those of you unsure, this is an artist’s impression, spookily accurate don’t you agree?!
Thanks again Mr P, hope you all have a good week!
Oooh! I love a lass with good strong calves. The way my back is at the mo, I need one!
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I’ll be in Welsh Wales next weekend …..
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Mumtime? Tempted to drive around in circles until I notice an English registered Ford with lots of mud on it but mustn’t impose on that. But looking forward to Devonish Devon on 24th.
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Yep, hopefully the snow will be just a memory by then. Looking forward to 24th too.
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a snowy disaster. hope not. it might have given the plants a nice insulating blanket. i was inspecting the plot today as the snow melted, and was pleasantly surprised by how much new growth was bursting forth. monarda, phlox, helenium all going gangbusters.
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Trouble is the snow was on top of frozen, but, as ever, I am optimistic (with a hint of “we’re all doomed”)
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Thanks for another lovely post. Hoping that the snow is just a minor knockback – it’s amazing how resilient some plants can be, though sad to find quite a few of my cuttings have given up the fight after this last bout.
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Sorry to hear that, hope they aren’t ones you can’t replace. Glad you enjoyed it, keep keeping on x
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Just back in from checking on my Molly the Witch, you caused me a moment of panic. She’s fine of course. That goldfinch is perfect, best thing I’ve seen all day including the feathered ones in the garden.
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Thanks Jim, it took ages, made me laugh just doing it! Glad your Molly is well, must be witchcraft. 🙂
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All I have to say Gill is that the snow you got has been a blessing actually; dry cold is worst.
I am sure some of the plants will recover; some may even go dormant for a while, so don’t hurry to dig anything for a while. We sometimes get cold blasts in late May, so believe what I’m saying.
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I will be patient, you know what you are talking about! Time will tell 🙂
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Ha ha, the teasel bird! It will no doubt soon take a flight of fancy. Your hellebore looks exactly like mine did in my last SoS. Sad sight, but I guarantee it will get better. Snow is actually an insulator of sorts. And, hurrah, Molly! You go, girl.
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As an artist Mrs D, I am sure you truly appreciated my efforts. Do you have goldfinches over there? I am sure they would make a wonderful, proper, grown up, painting.
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No, sadly we do not have goldfinches or anything much in the way of singing birds. Many people have tried to import them from Europe, but it never works. Lately, what we have in spades is Steller’s Jays and you’d be hard pressed to find a bolder, bossier bird. We’ve seen smaller birds gang up on them and I can see why.
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Great Goldfinch!, made me laugh. Love a teasel too. I need to plant a few from an old packet of seeds. Then wait til next year.
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Thanks Tim, too much gloom is not a good thing! We are teasel crazy in this house, glad you are too. 🙂
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Yes, I mean to use them to comb the husks out of my flax harvest or something equally medieval. Maybe best to just leave them to the birds.
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Probably the best thing 😉
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I hope you recover from being bittten on the bum, I understand it is not an pleasant experience but that is indeed from what others have told me and hoping your plants will be ok!
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Finally! COLOR! Mine were the only ones that were not pictures of snow; but they were all WHITE! Don’t get me wrong. I still love white. I just do not expect so much from everyone else.
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A goose bit me on the bum once, I have never recovered. Thanks for the good wishes 🙂
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What? . . . and now Henny Penny?
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I should avoid fowl in general.
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We have had a lot of white here over the last week or so. I managed to find a little colour in the permafrost.
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We have quite a bit of color. I just did not take any pictures of it. I suppose I chose a bad time for my theme on this meme.
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No a good time, we need to see it, it is monochrome here!
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Well, okay. The ‘other’ primrose were quite nice.
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Frozen precipitation, ugh. Primula is a lovely color.
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It is and I am very glad for it!
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I laughed when I saw the goldfinch … where is the horde of cats? 😁😂
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I was so exhausted after drawing the goldfinch, I couldn’t manage the cat …. maybe next time 🙂
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That finch’s body shape, I think there’s a bit of penguin in its lineage. The photo of the hellebore, pure art. Loved it. Glad you were sufficiently bullied by Mssrs P & K into posting this week.
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Ha, yes definitely in my penguin phase! I went a bit wrong and then couldn’t put it right. Hope you are getting on OK in your new home. 🙂
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Very artistic tease (l).
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An artist too, amongst your many other talents. Who knew?
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