I have been thinking about moving to Los Angeles. Not that this is necessarily a realistic possibility but sometimes a little day dreaming is required. I was imagining what it would be like to have endless days of balmy sunshine. Would it wonderful? Would you wake every morning with the cheer and enthusiasm which usually goes with a sunny day or would it become boring and interminable? I spoke to someone who said the year stretches out in one long, unbroken ribbon as there are no seasons to show you where you are. The whole thing has made me think and what I thought was – Spring is the best season and I would miss it. It brings such a sense of relief to have greenery and colour after the monochrome winter. Also, it would be odd (boring) not to have a changing picture as I like the way different plants come and go. It’s a bit like having guests to stay. Anyway, it has all made me pay particular attention to Spring and I have done a list. In fact two lists, because lists are better than day dreams.
1) The plants to avoid planting for spring:
Muscari. They are very beautiful when they start but they are so ugly and stringy by the end of their flowering it’s negates all their previous beauty.
Wisteria. I think it’s very pretty in someone else’s garden but it’s a great big bother in one’s own. In fact it doubles my joy when I see it and don’t have to deal with pruning and taming it.
2) Plants that are worth planting.
Any Euphorbias. They have their acid yellow flowers in the Spring and that’s just what you want to kick off the season.
Nigella – Love in a Mist – these aren’t flowering in Spring but they come into leaf early with their feathery leaves and add colour, because green is a colour.
Equally Poppies are good as they leaf up early too and they have very big strident foliage.
Forget-me-nots. I have a love hate with these weed/flowers. They are a total joy at the start of Spring but are a pest once they’ve finished flowering and go straggly and mildewed. However, they are easy to rip up with is very satisfying and unlike the Muscari their ending ugliness doesn’t overshadow their initial beauty.
That was the extent of my thoughts – small brain, not much room.