Apple mint, ginger mint, eau de cologne mint and that common scruffy looking mint. All heralding the arrival of the Mint Juleps at cocktail hour.
When you come across the dahlias it's like discovering Mexico in your garden.(which is where most dahlias come from via The National Collection of Dahlias, Parkers or Peter Nyssens Wholesale Catalogues.} "Ariba!" They all pronounce as they flash open their glorious petals. They can look out of place in the middle of the English countryside but dahlias are for picking and they do look fantastic in vases.
|Dahlia Dark Spirit|
|This is a lovely red though - Babylon Red|
There has been a dearth of hedgehogs recently, I don't want them to go the same way as the water vole. They are such charming creatures and should give no rise to being culled by the local farmers. Oh those poor badgers. Hedgehogs are surprisingly very loud when it comes to sex. One night I thought a drunk had fallen into our herbaceous border and was rolling around uttering obscenities, but on closer inspection, it was a couple of mating hedgehogs. I suppose it's all those spines that cause the expletives.
Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests
I'll dig with it.
It looked like a clump of small dusty nettles
Growing wild at the gable of the house
Beyond where we dumped our refuse and old bottles:
Unverdant ever, almost beneath notice.
But, to be fair, it also spelled promise
And newness in the back yard of our life
As if something callow yet tenacious
Sauntered in green alleys and grew rife.
The snip of scissor blades, the light of Sunday
Mornings when the mint was cut and loved:
My last things will be first things slipping from me.
Yet let all things go free that have survived.
Let the smells of mint go heady and defenceless
Like inmates liberated in that yard.
Like the disregarded ones we turned against
Because we'd failed them by our disregard.