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An Abundance of Green


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The best rain of course is a cozy rain.  The rain that falls on a day when you'd just as soon stay in bed a little longer, write letters or read a book by the fire, take early tea with hot scones and jam and look out the streaked window with complacency.
Susan Allen Toth


The Rosebank garden after week long rain

 Dear Beautiful Spring Weather,
I miss you.
Was it something I said?
Kim Corbin


Rain soaked tulips - looking like dying swans
The sky was dark and gloomy,
the air was damp and raw,
the streets were wet and sloppy
Charles Dickens

After all the rain we have been experiencing over the past week or so - everything has grown considerably.  The only colour I can see is green.  Except for the bulbs and pansies, the garden at the moment is just fresh green foliage.
This is on the shadier side of the garden where the odd primula is still in flower, and at the back of the border, the Clematis Alpina is flowering
This is only its second year and it has really put on a lot of growth and looks lovely without any help from me at all.
Under the apple the Aquilegias and Sweet Rocket are burgeoning and I am hopeful for a great display in a few weeks.

The Chives in the raised bed, which I split and re-planted are doing well around the edges, together with the Garlic and California Poppies.

And the ground cover Strawberries have put on a lot of new leaf growth and are looking very healthy.  So although it has been depressing being stuck indoors not able to do anything - the garden seems to be doing its own thing quite nicely.

The good rain,
like the bad preacher,
does not know when to leave off.
Ralph Waldo Emerson



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Rain scatters plum petals
Weeping stains the earth
One can only take shelter
And wait for clearing
Deng Ming Dao

Comments

  1. I'm not going to be swayed by your tempting words like "looks lovely without any help" on that clematis. Nope, no more clems for me. Really!

    But the green in your garden is surely a sign of colour bursting very soon!

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  2. It's amazing what a bit of rain can do. I've noticed how green the grass looks this week. Love those clematis. xx

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  3. The plants are enjoying all that rain. Your red primroses sure stand out in all that greenery. I love your Clematis Elaine. I hope you get relief from the rain and have a terrific weekend.

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  4. Personally I love soft spring rain and the lush green growth as a result. Particularly liking your lamium and foxgloves. Gr8 post as always

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  5. Your photos are beautiful and those poems made me smile!

    We got snow today! (I may not choose to blog about THAT though...LOL). It will be gone by tomorrow.

    Cheers.

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  6. Your photos are beautiful and those poems made me smile!

    We got snow today! (I may not choose to blog about THAT though...LOL). It will be gone by tomorrow.

    Cheers.

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  7. Looks lovely, Elaine. Really lush and verdant. I've been so worried with the lack of rain that I haven't minded it at all, in fact I've been cheering it on. And looking at your photos, I realise how much I've still to do - I have far more bare earth at the the Priory; which is galling! The alpina is lovely but mine is way behind yours and won't flower for another week or so. Humph. D

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  8. It all looks so lush and healthy. It has'nt been a bad Spring really. I think plants are a bit ahead than at this time in previous year's

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  9. The rain we have had in Hampshire is certainly not "soft". It has been torrential at times, and interspersed with spells of hail. But, thinking positively, I can safely say that the soil in my raised beds is "nicely moist" now!

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  10. WOW! You have a huge garden (sigh) and it's looking lush!

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