I have to admit, I’ve been quite surprised and impressed by the outcome of my random perennial experiment. Not just that they’ve survived, and now flowered, but that the plants that have come up have been so, well … odd
If I’m honest, I was expecting to have lavished a lot of love and attention on what would turn out to be some fairly bog standard cottage garden plants that I could have picked up at the village plant sale or any local plant swap. Instead – and this may just be my ignorance – quite a few of them are completely unknown to me, and quite exotic looking.
I’m sure if I were a real gardener they’d be obvious, but they’re certainly not things I’ve seen growing around here, anyway. That may mean they won’t survive the winter, of course. But they’ve survived this summer, so they’ve already proved themselves a match for the Scottish weather. Oh, and given I found a rabbit hole in the depths of one rather neglected part of the bet, the Scottish wildlife too.
All in all a vast improvement on what I started with, although that’s not saying much. It’s not exactly a spectacular flower-filled display yet (even when I’d unwound all the bindweed from the taller stuff) – but then they’re still settling in and weren’t helped by my habit of cramming way too much in when I’m planting out of a sense of disbelief that anything will actually take root. By the time they’ve fought it all out between them, and the rabbits, we may just have something worth looking at. Not bad, not bad at all.
I just need to know what they’re called now, so I can pretend to be a real gardener, the next time someone asks.