Nearly—but not quite!
Blue Tits were using one of the bird boxes this Spring. Feeding was
taking place until one day the box lay fallen in the undergrowth.
The Brimstone Butterfly has had a good year with observations of the
complete annual life cycle, apart from the pupal stage.
The wildflowers planted on Barmston Drain were coming into flower in
June when the grass cutter arrived. The plants will survive and it may
be possible to get the timing right evenually. There is a problem with
the Creeping Thistle, which looks dominant.
The results for Hull in Bloom have been appearing in the Hull Daily
Mail. Never mind, true talent often goes unrecognised. Is there a demand
for more decorative features, a floral abour, herbaceous beds, a
rockery, garden gnomes (yes, yes...Ed) or a longer day?
Whilst tending the display in Queen Victoria Square, a visitor was
telling me of a Hawthorn hedge that had been planted.
“You’re leaving it to grow out?”
“Well, no. It gets trimmed—but only twice a year.”
Deep intake of breath; then later on the same occasion I was going
through a selection of wild flowers when I named one as Veronica.
“That’s Toadflax. Common mistake. You don’t mind me saying, do you?”
You’re never too old to learn.
David
