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Off with their heads!


Sadly, the Aquilegia (granny's bonnets) have just about finished flowering, which is a shame as they are a great addition to my cottage gardening style.  Sentiment aside, I must remember to cut of their seed heads, if I don't want the whole garden covered in them.  They are prolific in their seeding habits and I only want them in certain places .  The same goes for foxgloves when they are finished flowering, although they are easily transplanted  into new spots around the garden.  Also the Sweet Rocket is on its way out, it has flowered for many weeks, and with its intoxicating fragrance, will also be sadly missed.  On the plus side, it is a great opportunity to plant some annuals to add colour which will hopefully last until the first frosts.

Yesterday, I took some root cuttings of Alchemilla Mollis (Lady's Mantle) for extra plants to place below some shrubs.  These plants don't mind shade so are very useful - they also look lovely with their lime green  froth of tiny flowers and scalloped leaves -in flower arrangements.  You also have to remember to dead head them after flowering to keep their numbers down.
Pictured above:  Foxgloves (Digitalis) - last year I had some white ones but they haven't shown up this year.  Never mind, the dark and pale pink ones are still beautiful.

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