Flaunt your bindweed

Or – Pattern of the DAY.  I have spent hours this year winding my convolvulus up canes and snatching off the luminous white flowers to avert seed splatter. To admit the truth, through gritted teeth, the battle has been lost.  And then I went to London to call on a friend and found my nightmare…

A Bad Day in the garden

The hurricane is here.  It  has knocked down the bean tipi, smitten the amaranthus which are flaying their beards all over the place.  Time to retreat to the greenhouse.  No solace in there. The tomato plants  have gone crazy and limbered all over the cucumbers.  I could hardly get through the door.  The cucumbers in…