A quick late evening stroll around the country lanes and ‘my’ hill last week revealed more wild flowers. Mullein (Verbascum) with its wonderful caterpillar moth, Evening Primrose, Bear’s Breeches (Acanthus mollis), purple foxgloves, thistle seedheads, bracken leaves turning gold already, wild honeysuckle and buddleia throwing their fragrance into the still air, rosebay willowherb and pretty hydrangeas. OK, the hydrangeas were planted by someone living along the lane, but still a large part of Cornish lanes at this time of year. And lots of lovely wild grasses – golden oats, purple Yorkshire fog and soft silvery plumes line the trails on the hill. Sometimes I wonder why I cultivate a garden. Nature seems to put things together perfectly.
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