Signs of Spring?
I understand the snowdrops are blooming at the Botanic Gardens in Edinburgh, Scotland. I’m so jealous.
I understand the snowdrops are blooming at the Botanic Gardens in Edinburgh, Scotland. I’m so jealous.
Perhaps it is because I was raised on Andrew Wyeth’s paintings, with each brushstroke, use of color, and style drummed into me since birth, but I adore the moody, cloudy December days.
There’s a bit of a chill to the air the last few days. Autumn has come to the Highlands of Scotland with subtlety and grace.
Thus far, it’s been a glorious summer in many ways. I’m working to cherish the peaceful moments I can snag in my garden. There are several places to sit in cooler shade as the sun travels from east to west. Each offers a unique view of the plants.
The wild strawberry weed (Fragaria virginiana) is the bane of my gardening existence. I’m looking for clever ways to eradicate this menace.