I’m going to pull some up – and will have to blog later. The garden has become a battleground. Below is the small patch of garden from which I dug the perennials, because I was going to grass it over. You turn your back for six months to publish a book, and look what happens…
That is just a jumble of pretty-ness, as if you've thrown up all the flowers into the air and allowed them to freefall and that is where they are now growing, quite happily. I love it!
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That's a really good description, Margaret.Bu they shouldn't be there. I suppose I couldn't bear to show you the parts of the garden overrun by convolvulus. But I WILL get it fettled. I'm determined!
ReplyDeleteIf they were blue wouldn't they be morning glory, or is that a quite different plant? I know they are very similar,] And we'd all love 'em if they were blue and didn't strangle other plants! Poor old convuluulus, nobody loves ya!
ReplyDeleteMargaret P
Morning glories are beautiful, but so are convolvulus flowers - the trouble is the plant's thuggish behaviour.
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