I had a picture in my mind of how my garden would turn out--tall flowers in the middle, shorter ones around the edges with groups of flowers on one side, mixed varieties on the other. I like organized things, that's just how I roll. But, we all know about the best laid plans. And with the seeds from former gardens (that I didn't consider a possibility after all these years) it came out looking more like a traditional English cottage garden. I can live with that.
One of the many things that I've notice here and there are signs for 'Savage Club'--mostly on repurposed churches or houses. Hubby recently pointed out one in a nearby town and I finally got around to checking them out. The truth about the Savage Club came as quite a surprise--definitely not what I expected because the first thing I thought of was 'Fight Club.'
I have some huge patches of fittonia that started out a little 3x3 inch pot a few years ago. The bees just love it and flit around it all day long. I enjoy listening to them and watching them so intent on their work.
I am quite rubbish at growing indoor flowers. I kill them with kindness, well, actually, with water. But this little geranium I bought from a local charity looked so cute in the ceramic water can and I worked really hard at not drowning it. I am very pleased with the lovely blossom and hope the other bud opens as well.
I fell in love with dogwood trees when I lived in Georgia. Rumor had it that they grew in New Zealand, so I kept my eye open for them. I finally got to see one in full bloom during the Fringe Festival at the Regional Council!