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.