EQUINOX AND ENTROPY

 So, been away for a couple of days and back to arrival of more chippings as did not get enough.

Let me start with a story about celery, bought from supermarket, top chopped off, bottom put in bulb vase but a jam jar would do. It is sprouting. Not a crop to save the world but something for nowt.

There are other things similar like cutting off the cauliflower and then incising a cross into the top of the stem to get four more small ones.

The weather is generally mild and wet. No mowing yet.

So halfway through the first half of the year, summer time ahead and a lot to do (or get someone else to do.)

The usual suspects are coming into flower - the magnolia stellata, and the camellias. The latter by the shed has several white flowers though the main plant is donation. Please ignore any yellowing of leaves.

I am a strong proponent of treating wallflowers like a small shrub and let them come year after year - not something that would please bedding fans but . . 

This one is five years old.

At the back of the pond and along the bottom hedge the hazel catkins have been like golden rain.

Outside the kitchen door the pots are accumulating.

On the way home we picked up a Stokesia laevis Mel's  blue and an Inula (elecampane) but the latter is huge so will have to think of gales and stuff when putting it in.

The hellebores have been splendid and have added another to the banking bed.

So as the rest of the world descends into chaos and I suffer from entropy the sun surprises us with sudden burst of warmth.

And it is Thursday, the day after the spring equinox and it is raining again. Reminds me of a song my mother used to sing - It’s wet again, yet again, the dog’s got to go to the vet again, bewitched, bothered, and bewil…….

Well, not those words exactly but you get the gist. And we do not have a dog now.

The big clock has chimed two, the house lights are on, the car is on charge and my cup of tea has gone cold. 

And nothing much by the pond, no spawn just a blackbird having a drink.