It is a truth universally acknowledged that a garden is only three days away from anarchy. You turn your back and the grass grows furiously, weeds wreak havoc, lupins sag, hydrangeas wilt and roses seize the opportunity to send out mad suckers that lurch in front of your face as you walk around on your return. Worst of all, the Evil Kingdom of Slugs dispatches a crack squad to blitz the most precious plants. If I promised you a delightful Isotoma plant, having sung the praises of its charming little blue flowers and serrated lance-shaped leaves, I regret that you are out of luck - they've been decimated. It is all very demoralising.
The garden is full of one-step-forward, two-steps-back. Going away means never knowing what you may find when you come back - sorry to hear about the Isotoma plants, whatever they are! I'd better look them up so I know not to plant them as I have the sluggiest/snailiest garden ever.
ReplyDeleteIsotoma are a very pretty flower, much loved by the Victorians. I have grown them every year without a problem so was rather caught on the hop. I am afraid that I will have to wait until next year now unless I can find some at my local nursery.
Deletethe slugs have eaten my courgette plants. I am very sad............
ReplyDeleteOn the bright side you will not have to spend every day in August and September wondering what to do with all of those courgettes...
DeleteI daren't miss the nightly 10pm slug patrol ...couldn't go anywhere that kept me from doing that. Meanwhile happy to report slug-free lupins live on...that serves me right, just watch.
ReplyDeleteIt is too cold to go out at 10pm up here in the frozen north. I could wear a balaclava and gloves but I am afraid that the neighbours might phone the police.
DeleteOh dear. Sorry to hear about your Isotoma. We, too, are fighting a losing battle with slugs and snails with their slimy trails and voracious appetites.
ReplyDeleteIt was a swift attack, designed to remind me of their evil power. I had become complacent.
DeleteBlimmin' slugs, I 'ates 'em I do!
ReplyDeleteThey can smell your fear.
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