Friday was a good day for the Aconites, glorious sunshine
flexed their blooms, offering pollen ‘on a plate’ to the bees that hummed and
buzzed; the most transient of scents cupped by the mild, still air. Winter
Aconites can’t help but brighten a dour day; however a blue-skied, softly
tempered day emblazoned by the sun is the stage on which they present their
best performance.
The bees have also found the pollen of Crocus tommasinianus,
my favourite Crocus, it’s elegant and delicate blooms belying the fact that it
can elbow it’s way to the front and impress.
It
can be seen in violet, mauve and lilac streaks along the edges and corners of
borders, it’s such a good doer, seeding about and never minds being
un-seasonally dug up and re-buried as part of the collateral damage of
gardening throughout the year; in fact it seems to thrive on the anarchy.
Crocus tommasinianus does; however throw up lots of grassy foliage after
flowering that can get to the psyche of the gardener that likes control and
order; but we just ‘graze’ it with our hands as soon as it starts to pull away
without the corms coming with it, later in spring. I’d forgotten how impressive
it is, not only in beds and borders; but in the lawns, where it’s seeded under
the Lime Walk (only moss grows here) as well as between the gaps in nearby
engineering brick paving.
Galanthus ‘Merlin’, a Snowdrop with an almost entirely
green center, grows at the base of the wall, near the gate into the lane.
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