Since the place is a bit on the wild side I've invested in a some tunnel vision and taken to admiring the details in the garden. I'm not depressed about the voracious strangle weed jubilantly winding its choking stems around the veges if I'm busy admiring the colours in the Hydrangea petals.
The vege garden continues to look sad and unproductive in its dark, shady corner but the bush beans and the cucumber have just begun to flower (finally) and the mushrooms and fungi growing in the damp are fascinating :)
The pomegranate tree is in full bloom, despite a lot of the early buds been knocked off in our stormy spring. I love watching the tight bulbous, orange buds grow and burst open to reveal blousy, hot-orange blooms.
Fuchsia's are my favourite flowers this year. Since moving here I have found that some of my pre-conceptions about certain flowers have been shattered. I used to think hydrangeas were 'nana-ry' until our inherited collection bloomed and I discovered how different ever plant was. Add to that the fact that they bloom in our densely shaded garden, the bushes literally smother themselves in flowers, the flowering season lasts for ages, and that the older the flower the longer it lasts in a vase and you've got the world's most perfect garden plant! That was last summer's epiphany... this year I've come to realise how easy fuchsias are to grow and maintain, and our inherited bushes are covered in cascades of colour.
Ah well. Blinkers off tomorrow. There's serious work to be done! I've been so slack lately that the self seeded lettuce in the concrete path has turned into a Christmas tree!
Merry Christmas everyone. Hope it's a memorable season for you all :)
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