The bees are back – there is a constant hum around the comfrey and poached-egg plants. The yellow rattle doesn’t even get a look-in.
My frenzy, on return from holiday, of tidying and control has calmed down. A little light weeding, cutting back (bye-bye, geraniums) and staking is enough for the moment . . . along with lots of watering. It’s hardly rained at all for a month and the sun shines almost every day.
I made a discovery when trimming the winter-flowering jasmine yesterday: it roots itself and would take over if it could. I’ve been treating it with such delicacy, when all along it’s a bully. It was the same with the hebe (still slightly bald from its short back and sides in December). Well, now they both know who’s boss!