We’ve had some wild weather, and yesterday I went out (yup, to cuddle daffodils – well, to shake excess water off them) and discovered that some of the fritillaries have been damaged too… sniff. And, unlike the daffs, once they are damaged they tend to stay damaged. So this year, I’ve had a good fortnight.
Some, mind you, are still sticking in there.
This is especially true of the shorter ones, which isn’t surprising. There are also a couple of clumps which are sheltered by hedges, and they are relatively intact as well. This has surprised me, as the Rosa rugosa hedges really haven’t filled out yet – but it’s a good indicator of the value of a hedge. I nearly said ‘any hedge’, but noooo.
I’m wondering if I dare move some of the more exposed plants. I think I’ll probably leave them where they are, as moving them would probably only attract mousy attention (they’re supposed to love fritillary bulbs, but I don’t think I’ve lost many – so far).
This is one of the oldest, most successful and earliest clumps in the garden. The albino fritillaries were unexpected, and I have quite a few now. I wouldn’t have said they were any different from the others (except in the obvious way, ho ho), as they seem just as strong / thick-stemmed / etc – but they are the ones which were most affected by the weather.
Oh well, they’d probably be going over now anyway. Ho hum – that’s gardening.
And now I must get on, especially as it isn’t raining but probably will be soon. I’m supposed to be weeding couch grass out of a herb bed – yeah, that’s really going to work – which is my least favourite job in the garden.
I’ve already wasted a ridiculous amount of time trying to patch up my split garden clogs by making Duck tape stick to plastic (it doesn’t). I can’t find my size in a bright colour anywhere, even online.
Displacement activity? What displacement activity?