Well, it is Wednesday again, the day when we are supposed to show the world our desks, and all that we have been doing over the past week. We display them over at Julia's hub at Stamping Ground.
As you can see, the only desk getting any attention at the moment is my outdoor desk, i.e the garden. After all, when you get beautiful sunshine after such a soggy period of time (can't really call it Winter, more like a monsoon), you just have to get out there and do as much as possible.
I had been out and about and round some of the local garden centres at the end of last week, and these beauties were the result of that shopping trip. Most of them hold happy memories for me for differing reasons. The lovely blue scabious was chosen because it attracts insects various, but also because it reminds me of so many holidays in the sunshine down in Cornwall, where they grow wild everywhere.
I love daffodils, but I cannot have the tall elegant ones in this area as the wind swirls madly round my patio area, so I have to be satisfied with the miniature version, but they are still so pretty.
Pansies have always been a favourite flower. When I was young, I managed to plant the whole or our front garden with pansies of all colours. I would collect the seed and sow that in any gaps, so they interbred and produced a fantastic variety. Their faces are so lovely and take me back to a book I had when I was quite small. It was a story made up about pansies as characters. I do wish I could find that again, but no-one else seems to have heard of that book.
Just looking at the vivid blue of this one makes me happy. I have also found a strain of pansies which are perfumed, so I am waiting for those to arrive and add to my collection.
Proper wild flowers are special too. Real native cowslips and primroses are so evocative of my childhood. I know there are loads of lovely colours of polyanthus, but I don't like them in my garden. I prefer the true soft colour of the primrose, the flower that should be given on Mothering Sunday. If you want to know about how Mothering Sunday came about, go to my post from last year on its origins - Mothering Sunday or Mother's Day
I have been out again today to a different garden centre and found a load of cowslips and primroses - tiny plants that can be slotted into a small space to settle in ready for next year.
Another old favourite of mine are the old fashioned anemones, the ones that look like a bundle of rags until they open in the sunshine, and turn into the most beautifully coloured open flowers. I bought those as a trial to see if they would grow and settle into the raised beds.
I have loads more plants on order to fill these beds and the ones you cannot see, and the extra ones I am having built. My intention is to fill the beds totally and plant so tightly that there is no room for weeds to come through. That might eventually give me extra crafting time, always a bonus in my book. All I need now is another couple of dry days and I might get the lawn cut.
While I am doing that, you might like to pop over to Julia's and see who else has lovely things to show this week. Have a good week, wherever you are.