Every plant has a story or meaning in my garden.
Even gardening chores often remind me of places, friends, occasions and fond memories. I bet you are the same.
There's a smashing little plant called Erigeron karvinskinaus or
I'm looking into hats. Not actually looking into them – that would be too strange and weirdly whiffy- nor am I a trainee millinerphile. It's just nowadays (and I know why!) my bonce gets cold when out in the garden. I need to get a hat and it has to be the right one.
I have experimented with a couple of different types of hat. I did, for one weekend only