I left the house with trepidation on Monday at 7.10am, leaving the children in charge of getting themselves off to school without losing the dog or burning the house down, Dave having been given a day pass to go on a jolly to Staithes the day before. I'm pleased to say nothing untoward occurred so I could get stuck in to the days gardening with gusto. Initially the weather was wet and blustery so Giles gave us a cushy number picking peppers in the peach house, but the bullet had to be bitten eventually and we trouped out to the peony border to survey the amount of tidying up ahead of us. That pretty much took care of the rest of the day, as once strimmed, we gathered armfuls of debris for the ever enlarging compost heap, and then tackled de-tangling nettle and bramble roots from amongst the peonies. Unfortunately most of the ladybirds of North Yorkshire had decided to hibernate amongst the plants and it wasn't long before we were covered head to foot with them, I haven't seen so many since that summer back in the seventies when people were sweeping them into piles in the streets, the image above isn't mine I'm afraid but you get my drift!
Best plant discovery yesterday-
Lotus hirsustus, nice hairy silver grey leaves, pea-like flowers in summer and ovoid reddish brown seed pods in autumn.
"Ladybugs all dressed in red strolling through the flower bed. If I were tiny just like you, I'd creep among the flowers too"
Maria Fleming
Pics-late season colour on the cut flower border, and gateways and vistas no'4
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