Sunday, June 20, 2010

Giving the anti-histamines a workout

I'm taking a breather from the garden, give my eyes the opportunity to stop itching. (Shameless attempt to coax sympathy from his audience).

I'll say this much: it's a productive garden. I've filled a wheelie bin full of weeds and the garden still looks like The Land That Time Forgot. I've had to trim some of the hazel bush so that I can get into the back garden without stooping. Hazel is worth growing for the smell of the leaves alone. The various geraniums, lemon balm and marjoram are as boisterous as ever.

Getting down to do some weeding I'm assailed by a combination of scents and the buzzing of bees and hoverflies. The roses are a treat; at one point the path is fringed by 'Zephrin Drouaine,' with its slightly lemony fragrance, one the one side and dog roses and 'Ballerina' on the other with purer but no less delicate scents. It's a pure accident but one I enjoy.

Talking of accidents, I discover seedlings of California poppy under the gooseberry and Echium pinnatum at the side of the path near the roses. It's seven or eight years since I last grew either. And wild arum, which I've ever grown and haven't seen locally, has popped up underneath the Buddleia at the bottom of the garden.

Part of me tells myself that the garden's an undisciplined mess. And it is. But I do enjoy it immensely.


fairyhedgehog said...

Hayfever sucks so you have my sympathy! It sounds like you manage to enjoy the garden despite that.

Madame DeFarge said...

You have my sympathy. I continue to gaze at my garden, hoping that the power of thought alone will improve it.

savannah said...

Part of me tells myself that the garden's an undisciplined mess. And it is. But I do enjoy it immensely.

isn't that what it's all about, sugar? re the hayfever - talk to y'alls doctor about nasonex it is miraculous!

Kevin Musgrove said...

Ta fairyhedgehog!

Madame deF: the power of positive thinking!

savannah: me and my doctor keep good relations by my not going to see him.

Anonymous said...

I love the evocative way you "show" us your garden.

Pat said...

Your garden sounds like my kind of garden.
Every evening - just lately- without fail, I pour a kir in the kitchen and just as I enter the family room I have a seizure of a sneeze. So far I've missed the carpet.

Kevin Musgrove said...

Ta moreidlethoughts!

Pat: you'll have to cut down on the snuff.