It was touch and go as to whether I would make this week’s Six on Saturday. Luckily, I got back in time from my top-secret kitten-rescuing mission to complete my task. Rest assured that all kittens are safe and well. I hope you are too. Any more information needed then pop on over to P’s and you can find up what is going on around the planet. There may be more kittens and they might even be real. Shall we proceed ……
First, we have Tulipa ‘Burgundy’ a lily-flowered beauty. When it first started to bloom, I wasn’t sure about the colour. It seemed a bit dull and lifeless. Then it bucked up its ideas and now I love it and its fellows. This pot is in a more protected position so hopefully will avoid the fate of last week’s purple tulip.
Next, we have an attention seeking Hoya bella. This wonderfully fragrant exotic was given to me as a cutting by my ex-client, the lovely Lavinia. It lives in my office, perched high on top of my box files, where I can appreciate the waxy flowers and their accompanying aroma. Over the last few weeks, I have been mainly working downstairs and as such I may have neglected it somewhat. In defiance, it threw itself off the top leaving a trail of compost in its wake. It was nothing to do with the fact that it was bone dry. Nothing at all. It is now outside getting rehydrated in the rain.
My Geum ‘Totally Tangerine’ has begun to flower. It reminds of Mrs Bun. Just why it reminds me of her is documented in Six on Saturday – After the Rain. She was forgiven a long time ago, possibly 30 seconds after the rejection. I miss her muchly.
This is Bellevalia pycnantha, syn. Muscari paradoxum, which is new to me this year. Not only haven’t I grown it, I hadn’t heard of it before. But I liked the picture and thought I would give it a go. Then, as these things often happen, I was reading my friend Chloris’ Six on Saturday and there it was, in all its glory! As she has a wonderful garden and great taste, I was quite chuffed. I’m looking forward to seeing how it progresses.
It’s that time of the year again, the time I say “look at the aquilegia and look how they are taking over every corner of the garden”. Then I say “I will dead head them before they seed themselves and dig most of them up, reserving a select few”. Then I don’t. Groundhog year.
Earlier in the week, when myself and OH went out for our daily stroll, I spotted an interesting box outside the house of our neighbour across the road. Of course we crossed to examine it. Any little excitement is welcome. In the box were pots of aeonium and a sign saying “£1 each, all proceeds to the Citizens Advice Bureau”. On the way home I said to OH “have you got a pound?”, as like all royalty I rarely carry cash. Here, potted up into one of my old terracottas, is our new aeonium.
Stay safe and well, my friends. ‘Til next time.