Seven green bottles hanging…

I wonder what it is about St John’d Wort that the greenbottles like so much?

The evening after the morning before the morning glories look decidedly inglorious.

In the past I’ve cut these off at the knees… nothing spreads quite like it, which is perhaps why, in the US they call it Fireweed. But, in my spirit of letting in the wild as much as possible, I’ve left it to go its own way this year.

Rosebay Willowherb Chamaenerion angustifolium

Yesterday we had the first decent rain in weeks… it instantly makes the garden look more tidy and lusher. 




Rant it out!
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