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In the garden today: good and bad
Feb. 8th, 2022 10:22 amMy goodness, my Trudy post yesterday was surprisingly popular.
The first thing I saw when I pulled up one of the kitchen blinds this morning was that my pink double hellebore has started flowering. No picture, because it’s hanging its head. At last, I’ve achieved my ambition of having hellebores and snowdrops flowering together in the same bed. The snowdrops there are ones I’d moved. Most of my snowdrops are on a bank and last year I transplanted a clump further along. Hurrah, they’ve taken and are flowering. My hope is one day to have colonies of them all the way along the bank. I grow on any hellebore seedlings I find and one is about to flower. I’m so keen to see what it’s like and decide whether it’s worth keeping, that I’ve put it right outside the kitchen door.
The bad? The second thing I saw was the remains of a large bird. When I went out, I found it was mostly feathers and in three parts, likely to blow around. Our instructions for dead creatures, like mice, are to double wrap them and put them out with ordinary rubbish. I was armed with two bags and, gingerly and shuddering the whole time, disposed of these remains as demanded. Ugh. It’s nice to see birds but not to handle them, especially when they’re dead.
The first thing I saw when I pulled up one of the kitchen blinds this morning was that my pink double hellebore has started flowering. No picture, because it’s hanging its head. At last, I’ve achieved my ambition of having hellebores and snowdrops flowering together in the same bed. The snowdrops there are ones I’d moved. Most of my snowdrops are on a bank and last year I transplanted a clump further along. Hurrah, they’ve taken and are flowering. My hope is one day to have colonies of them all the way along the bank. I grow on any hellebore seedlings I find and one is about to flower. I’m so keen to see what it’s like and decide whether it’s worth keeping, that I’ve put it right outside the kitchen door.
The bad? The second thing I saw was the remains of a large bird. When I went out, I found it was mostly feathers and in three parts, likely to blow around. Our instructions for dead creatures, like mice, are to double wrap them and put them out with ordinary rubbish. I was armed with two bags and, gingerly and shuddering the whole time, disposed of these remains as demanded. Ugh. It’s nice to see birds but not to handle them, especially when they’re dead.
