One can start off their seeds indoors on a sunny windowsill. Or one can choose to take RHS exams in February. I did the latter and am wondering now whether I can fit in more trays on the limited shelfs in my brain. I might have run out of space. Or of time. One week to go!
Finally, in October, the first flower opened! Now it’s November and it is unfazed by all the rain we had and the snails and slugs go past without noticing. I actually failed to grow this from seed and a friend gave me a seedling. Such a nice plant! It’s an annual, so I will have to try again next year.
From this perspective the butterfly looks like a huge, furry monster. It is welcome of course, no matter from which angle.
This is at the edge of a damp meadow near the plant centre. The large trees are wingnuts and the opulent lichen create an eerie atmosphere. It attaches itself not only to the trees, but also to the wooden benches. And to my hair probably, if I keep still long enough.
It feels like a trampoline. All the bits that drop from the trees build up on the ground and make a springy floor in the New Forest.
This happened by accident. Family bought these, Echeveria elegans I think, from Flying Tiger and after some neglect, they dropped a few leaves – from which tiny roots started to appear. It was taking advantage from us not cleaning the window sill obviously. We transferred them to some pots and from the base of the leaves, tiny new plants grew. That’s it. Propagation from leaves in a nutshell.