3.24.25
This week's index of delight...
"The change of season allows us to forget and in forgetting, we begin again." — Marie Viljoen
I’ve arrived at that inexplicable place where I’ve forgotten the hassle and headache of eradicating a colonizing perennial that once ran roughshod in the front garden, only to find myself once again considering adding it back into a border in another part of the garden.
This cycle, dumbfounding as it may be, is nothing new in my gardening life, but as regular as lunar cycles that pull the tide and were once thought to govern human behavior. Am I the only one who has only recently made the connection between lunar and lunacy? I digress.
Plume poppy (Macleaya cordata) is a vigorous rhizomatous perennial, which is plant-speak for: This plant is a thug. I would add, a lovely, striking thug with a narrow profile and slender sturdy stems that grow 5- to 8-feet tall without staking.
Pick something. Pick up a cherry blossom from the sidewalk. Pick the first fresh sprig of (immortal) mint in the garden. Pick a tiny posy of fragrant blooms for your bedside table. Pick up a bunch of daffodils at the grocery store.
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“Immortal” mint 😆 My mother planted mint in our backyard in the 70’s. I’m sure it’s still there! It smelled amazing when it was time to mow.
Pick something - yes!