Eunice arrived just yesterday morn and at first didn’t seem such a terrible storm. Yet as the hours passed by and up north things turned snowy, down here in the south it became rather blowy.
1. The Salix ‘Mount Aso’ broke loose from its stake and swayed so alarmingly I was sure it would break. But out I did rush, armed with scissors and string, securing the willow, a most beautiful thing.
2. I sighed with relief and that’s when I spied this bright new red shoot of Rhubarb ‘Poulton’s Pride.’
3. Oblivious to gales, pondering crumble and custard, I became aware of a scent. What was that? No, not mustard. T’was the sweet heady scent of the dwarf Christmas Box that grows in the border with a whole load of Phlox.
4. Helleborus liguricus can be found quite close by, its flowers looking down as though somewhat shy.
5. Unlike these Violas, which aren’t bashful at all, adding much needed cheer after the terrible squall. And look! Tulips! Rising up in their midst. What kind? No idea, I must check my list.
6. Returning indoors, I hoped all would be fine and perhaps later I’d celebrate with a nice damson wine. But alas, moments later, three old fence panels fell, the howl of the wind sounding their inevitable death knell. Still, nothing was flattened, the plants are alright, and despite the strong winds the swing-seat didn’t take flight. Impressed by that rhyming? No neither was I, so I’ll end with this lovely ‘Marinette’ Narcissi.
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