This first Six-on-Saturday of 2021 has been thrown together, together with a concoction of trifle, Baileys Irish Cream and sprouts. Along with these basic ingredients, there’s been side-orders of rest, cycling, Kindling and Roberts-radioing. There’s been no gardening activity, apart from opening and closing the glasshouse and cold frame. All in all, it’s been typical of the festive days between Christmas and New Year’s Day. There’s a duplicate of this notion over at OffTheEdgeGardening. Thank you Gill.
Importantly, I’ve been years trying to come up with a sentence using over at off. I’d been overthinking it for far too long; then it just happened. According to Reader’s Digest, life’s like that.
For more accounts of New Year garden activity from near and far timpeall an domhan, tap this link to visit The Propagator’s blog or check out @cavershamjj on Twitter. You’ll find plenty writers linking their Six on Saturday garden selection in the comments section. Here’s my first selection of 2021…
Featured a few Saturdays ago last year, the primrose is a joy. At a time when there’s very little colour, I’m thrilled to have it. I’ve placed it on the windowsill within plain sight while I eat my boiled egg.
“Jasmine is one of the most seductive scents imaginable, and the stuff from Grasse is the finest in the world. In the little village where I collected that, the farmers won’t even let their nubile daughters walk through the fields when the flowers are ripe for fear they won’t be able to control themselves.”
“I can see why,” Evie murmured. The heavy fragrance was intoxicating, and she felt like someone entirely new.Deanna Raybourn, Whisper of Jasmine
Long experience has taught me that people who do not like geraniums have something morally unsound about them. Sooner or later you will find them out; you will discover that they drink, or steal books, or speak sharply to cats. Never trust a man or a woman who is not passionately devoted to geraniums.Beverley Nichols
Aurinia saxatilis Gold Ball
This is what happens when one forgets to trim the
plant planda after flowering last spring! It looks bedraggled, and in no way similar to a ball. However, as it’s now coming into flower again, I’m reluctant to cut it back.
He who dares not grasp the thornAnne Bronte
Should never crave the rose.
Sun and soil and leaf and root, animal and stone, bone, human strength, human weakness, all moved together, worked together, dictating one great pattern of dependence. Each creature and plant, every person, fitted into its place.
(Olivia Hawker, One for the Blackbird, One for the Crow)
Sin a bhfuil for this week. I’ll be back next week with more.
I add these simply in order to remember stuff. I’ll enjoy an (?) Eureka moment at some point in the future.
- There was an hour of cycling on Christmas Day and two on Wran Day.
- EU deal agreed with the UK. Both sides are claiming a win.
- The Retro Trifle was a triumph.
- We are back to Level 5 restrictions again. The disease is out of control. I’ll be looking for black market peat-free compost.
- We purchased a Roberts Internet Radio, a fine machine indeed.
- Baileys Irish Cream is dangerous. My planned cycling did not happen on Wednesday.