I definitely wasn’t going to do a SoS this week, categorically not. Then I relented, I changed my mind. Which is par for the course. Please bear this in mind if you are trying to persuade me to co-star with Hugh Jackman in a remake of Les Mis.
Here we are again, and which means so is the King of Prop-ing (if you say it right it does scan, you may have to practice or take my word for it), pop over to discover what is happening in the Kingdom of Prop.
Let us begin with Dahlia coccinea, grown from seed several years ago, and only now coming into flower. All my dahlias stayed out last winter, with little if any protection. This is not a boast. My head is hung in shame. And for this neglect I have been rewarded with sad plants that are blooming late. Next year ….
Secondly is an unnamed (names cost more) hibiscus, rescued from the bargain bin of a supermarket. Most probably a cultivar of Hibiscus syriacus, it deserved better treatment. I am yet undecided whether it will remain Chez Nous, or be adopted by one of my lovely clients.
Now an agapanthus, the old faithful who never fails to perform. But all is not sweetness and light. Over winter it acts as a cosy hostel for the all especially delinquent snails in the neighbourhood. As I am on to this ploy, they are gathered up and relocated, mainly to snail heaven. If I am feeling particularly magnanimous they are put in the green bin where they go to ….. well who knows?!
Next we have Scabiosa ‘Plum Pudding’, itself a rather unruly customer, lolling all over the place with little if any decorum. Luckily the flowers are so ripstockingly wonderful, it is forgiven this lacking in the grace department.
How are we getting on? Are we there yet? Not quite. Here is a little sempervivum. It thrives on sun and neglect. Double whammy.
And finally we have Salvia ‘Nachtvlinder’ and friend. I snapped away at this for a while, flowers dancing in the wind, bee holding on for dear life. All the fun of the fair.
Another SoS under my belt. And to think I wasn’t going to bother. Thanks Your Propping Highness, until next time.