On Sunday we were blessed with late, warm afternoon sunshine. I had about an hour or so kid-free in which I could work on the front garden. Surveying the scene I noticed that aside from the usual weeds, some small, wild bulb plants had exploded in population, and were now choking the main features of the bedding area.
Just last year I remember wishing that there were more of these guys. They start off in a grassy sort of clump and then form little delicate white flowers. When they dry they are still pretty to look at. So their lifespan, before needing to be cut, down is pretty long! Now there was simply too much so the clumps were thinned out.
On the other hand, in terms of ‘bad guys’, I noticed some weeds with yellow flowers on them. I think they could be part of the ‘buttercup’ family. To be honest, they look lovely at the moment, so I am fighting the instinct to remove them and just leave them be until the flowers have gone. I might have a bit of a job on my hands, but in the meantime I am going to enjoy them.
Sometimes we need to use our gut instinct or discernment when it comes to figuring out what has to go and what can stay, up until when, and how. Only you know your garden and the different plant activity that goes on. Most of all, you know what you can individually manage and have time for!
On the same Sunday evening, to top off a brilliant day, the following glorious sunset could be seen. I learned the following rhyme as a child:
Red sky at night, shepherds delight; Red sky in the morning, shepherds take warning.
I take that as gospel, so whenever I see a sunset like this, it always leaves a smile on my face as it has the promise of another lovely day in the garden!