Flowers

There was an improvement in the weather today. Though it was a bit drizzly at times, it was mostly dry. This meant I could work in the garden AND take the girls for a walk.

The day started earlier than normal as Mirinda had a meeting scheduled for 9:30 which, annoyingly, was cancelled not long before she arrived at the venue. While annoying, the short notice couldn’t be helped so it was difficult being angry about having to wake up at an hour earlier than normal. Still, having an excellent excuse didn’t prevent me being tired all day.

Having dropped Mirinda off at the station, shopped and walked home, I set about planting the hydrangeas we bought on Saturday. They are for the new bed I made last week, at the end of my office that borders Carmen’s Sweet escape. Needless to say they are pink.

Hydrangea macrophylla

The green things are to keep Emma off. She doesn’t understand that a garden bed isn’t the same as a sleeping bed, she just hears the word ‘bed’ and stretches full out on it. Well, she used to. Now she’s returned to lying beneath the shrub opposite.

The hydrangea is called ‘teller pink’ and has “…large lace-cap flower heads of deep rose pink…” and should last all summer. It already looks pretty good but when it spreads out and becomes more bushy, it’ll look fantastic…hopefully. Here’s a close-up of the flowers:

We’ll plant some annuals where the green guards are at the moment to fill out the space while the hydrangeas grow. Hopefully that will deter Emma.

Speaking of Emma…during our walk she met two (larger) cockerpoos, one of which was exactly the same colour as her. In fact it was like a caterpillar had given Emma a bit of mushroom and she’d expanded to twice her normal size. She had a jolly run around with them but soon grew a bit frightened when Teddy started getting a bit too vigorous. Fortunately, rather than run away, she headed for the space between my feet and sat, dodging Teddy’s nose. Day-z, of course, was safely tucked under my arm.

Teddy’s owner reckoned he was only boisterous when he came across other cockerpoos which is a bit odd. Emma is boisterous regardless of the breed and Day-z hates all other dogs but other poodles the most. I guess they’re just individual in their tastes.

One of the highlights of the day was getting to finish the custard from yesterday on a slice of apple, pear and almond pie. Even if I do say so myself.