A non-food post today; we’ve had really balmy weather for a few days, and the bulbs in the garden have started to come up. It’ s got me so excited I feel compelled to show some of them to you. This gorgeous frilly bonnet of a flower is a miniature daffodil called Rip Van Winkle; I planted these in October, and they’re popping up all over the garden.
Here’s a hellebore which, I sadly conclude, is the only thing that will grow under our rowan tree. I was aware of the old wives’ tale about it being a witches’ tree which prevents other plants from growing around it. I didn’t believe it, although the fuchias I put in around it last year all died – until this spring, a year into our ownership of this house, when none of the bulbs I planted under it have done anything. Not a single wood anemone, a single snowdrop, a single crocus – not a thing. And the weeds which, with the recent rain and warm weather have sprung up all over the garden, are conspicuously absent from the area around the rowan. Still; at least the hellebores are doing well, and they provided a useful habitat for dozens of overwintering ladybirds.
The first of the tulips are emerging. I love these straight, clean, plain ones, but I’ve also planted some really spectacular parrot tulips which haven’t come up yet; watch this space for photos when they appear.