Migraine Awareness Month #6: Name That Tune! Choose a theme song for Migraine disease or your headache disorder. See if you can find a YouTube video of it for your blog post.
gah! what fresh hell is this?
okay, i’ll bite. here’s clarence henry with aint got no home.
because migraine is a lonely lonely frog.
“National Migraine Awareness Month is initiated by the National Headache Foundation. The Blogger’s Challenge is initiated by www.FightingHeadacheDisorders.com.”
so! today i went in to my garden to take some snappy snaps to show you. this was inspired by a conversation i had with my friend lara on facebook. she lives in LA so our gardening experiences are going to be a TINY bit different. now, i have a tiny garden, and it was in pretty good shape when i moved in here in september. i swapped flats, so have had quite a bit of contact with the former tenant, olly. i have stuck with his basic mixture of a couple of slightly foreign structural plants and a load of native wild flowers. i cut a lot of stuff back in the autumn, as per instruction, and aside from that it’s mainly been weeding and a bit of moving things around.
first up, possibly a bit daft, i “weeded” this patch to sow wild flower seeds. that’s right. i pulled up wild flowers to plant wild flowers. as amy would say; WHAT HAVE WE LEARNED?
i put down the chicken wire to protect the area from poppet, who likes to sit in bare mud, and who has previously used this area to bury bones.
on the table in pots is a whole lot of lettuce i bought from lidl.
it came in a tray of compost. i think you are supposed to snip, eat, discard. but looky here! if you plant out afterwards it all grows again. nom and nom.
also in a pot is this thing
which was in the ground and all chewed up by the many snails i seem to be cohabiting with. i dug it up, cut off the frayed leaves, and put it in a pot. new leaves are looking good. no idea what it is. my mum says it is a heebie??? i image searched this, and found a lot of different images, none of which looked like this. so – whatever. it’s attractive enough, i say it lives. (it’s like being a roman emperor, having a garden!)
now, i am QUITE EXCITED about this little chap
because when i first visited it was in full bloom. i know what it’s going to be!!!! it is a self seeded nasturtium. and it will grow all over the place and produce pretty orange flowers. HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!
the dark leaved little one here
is a strawberry plant. my friend hazel brought me three in the autumn. two didn’t survive because of my assistant head gardener. i planted them in the way of her route to the fence where she goes to say hello to passers by. i’ve got some sweet peas trying to grow up there, but i think there will be a distinct GAP where pops likes to sit.
well, it’s her garden too.
i am discovering that some plants mind being moved more than others. lots thrive when you move them but this one… this one *didn’t*.
so, i can say with some confidence – don’t try and move poppies. they give up the ghost. and you don’t want to see ALL THIS SADNESS going on in your garden.
i was going to move this fern
because it’s the same colour as the wall just now (though it will turn green). however, there is ivy growing behind it, and at some point that ivy will take off, and then it will have a green background. the daisies on the right of the picture were ones that i moved. they didn’t give a monkey’s. which is good, because there are lots of them and they grow quite tall, so good for a bit of instant colour and structure.
now, lastly but not leastly, this ferny thing is a native riverside plant.
it wants to take over the entire garden. olly says that he asked for advice about it and was told he should “make friends” with it.
it’s not going anywhere, but i am not terribly sorry. it grows places where nothing else would live, so it brings to life a corner of the garden that would otherwise just be london clay and rubble and stones. i spend my life pulling it up elsewhere, as did olly, but i don’t resent it because it’s doing a good job in the bit where it’s welcome.
now that i am a gardener i spend my life praying for rain. gardening makes a crazy person of you. fact.
today’s the day poppet gets her stitches out. she will enjoy going to the vet’s. she’s a hardy little beast and rarely complains when vets do something unpleasant/painful to her. also, going to the vet is a happy thing because ALL THE CATS.
she doesn’t really play well with cats, so getting to be in the same waiting room as them is the best treat. cats are always in their carry baskets, so she can smell them and often see them, but she can’t get to them. and this is different to being in a walk because the proximity is sustained.