Some days, right from the outset, do not quite go according to plan for me. Is it the same for you?
Right from the moment I got up things seem to have gone wrong all along the line. Two long phone calls, a bad attack of the shakes (I have an annoying condition called Essential Tremor, not at all dangerous, runs in families, just jolly annoying). I had several 'business' e mails which needed answering but each time I got part way through an answer I hit the wrong key and sent the e mail off into space and had to start again. Then after lunch instead of my usual walk I decided that there were one or two jobs in the garden I could manage. I did manage them but with difficulty because my balance is not brilliant and I can't walk without a stick. Still, I got the fresh air and I got the jobs completed eventually. Anyhow enough of that - let's have a look at these 'invaders'.
I love invaders. My gardener does not. There is nothing he likes better than going around with the hoe chopping them off as soon as they appear and the only reason he doesn't do it is that he would have me to contend with - and I wasn't a school teacher for nothing D.
The first of these invaders, just coming into bloom as I write is the Aquelegia. Last year I bought a pretty two coloured (deep pink and yellow) large flowered one and a smaller flowered double purple one. This year they are popping up all over the place - some like the parent and some unseen before - seeds which must have come in from somewhere else. My neighbour H has plenty of diferent ones in her garden and in an effort to curb their enthusiasm she chopped a whole lot of creamy-pink ones off this morning and brought me a bunch to put in water. I took a photo for you but even my camera is refusing to cooperate today.
Already the next invader is beginning to pop up everywhere. Last year I did allow my gardener to hoe some up until one escaped his beady eye and I realised just how beautiful they were. This year they are everywhere - large, deep pink, poppies. Their foliage is a greeyish green and I noticed at least twenty this morning, some between cracks in the paving, others in the garden itself. Everyone is staying. They can give me maximum pleasure.
I wonder what else (other than the dreaded Mares Tail) might arrive. We shall have to wait and see.
**Something went right - at last my photograph printed.