It’s easy to overlook a plant in decline. I’ll photograph this once a month, to savour the importance of seeing beauty after the first flush of youth and maturity.
Sunday might last, and on Thursday I was on slug patrol. It’s like trying to keep the tide out. If I was spotted, with torch in one hand and scissors in the other, many questions about my sanity and my extreme bad taste would arise.
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to find out what helps you believe in tomorrow.
Wintergreen is dioecious, meaning that the male reproductive organs are on one plant, and female on another. I get that, yet it is not normally the way of doing things in the plant world. It has too many vowels for my liking.
It has been a wonderful week for gardening. Warm and dry. Ideal weather for a t-shirt, be it red or otherwise.