Bed-Head Fern

According to the label, this indoor plant is a ‘Boston Fern’ although I’ve renamed it my Bed-Head Fern because with its tousled fronds it always looks like it’s jumped straight out of bed without checking the state of its hair! πŸ™‚

Flower of the Day

April A-Z: Z is for Zero Regrets

Z is always such a difficult letter for April A-Z, and this year is no exception, so I’m using a little creative artistic licence and going with β€˜Zero Regrets’.

Zero regrets for having persevered with my alphabetical posts throughout lockdown – 26 out of 26 in a timely manner is a decent achievement, and even though I had to change quite a few of my planned posts to fit my new restricted circumstances I stuck with my original topic.

Zero regrets for having moved back to Inverness at the end of last summer, and for having bought our lovely 1930s bungalow – it’s such a huge change from our little Victorian one-bed first-floor flat in London, but is all the more welcome due to the current stay-at-home strategy.

Zero regrets for the precious back garden view from our kitchen window, and for the peaceful enjoyment of sitting quietly in my plant-lined conservatory with a cup of tea and a good book, listening to the birds outside singing their hearts out for spring…

There are certainly a lot worse places to be stuck at home during a pandemic than here in Inverness πŸ™‚

For this year’s A-Z I’m going to take you on a photographic tour of My Inverness, Past and Present. I grew up in the local area, I went to school here and brought up my three children here, but I moved away to London for 18 years before returning home for good at the end of last summer.

P.S. My initial plan for my A-Z posts has necessarily been curtailed somewhat due to the current coronavirus pandemic, but we’ll get through the alphabet one way or another, however creative my use of subjects may have to be – so thank you for visiting Inverness with me, and I hope you enjoy our trip!

Home-Grown Hyacinths

There’s a lot of crappy stuff going on in the world right now and it’s a very stressful time for all of us, so I’m finding it’s necessary to focus on the little things in life to find my little moments of happiness…

Late last year I was given a pot and some dried compost cubes and three dormant hyacinth bulbs to try a grow-your-own kit thing, so starting early January I carefully followed the instructions and reconstituted the compost, planted the bulbs, gave them a good water and stuck the pot in the cold and dark under a bench in the garden shed for 10 weeks, checking it stayed damp but other than that, leaving it alone.

And to my surprise and delight, after the 10 weeks I found I had one little tiny nub of potential growth showing through the soil, so as instructed I placed the pot on the conservatory windowsill to get some sunshine. Another 10 days have passed since then, and look what I have now! Hopefully the plants will continue to grow and flower in the next few weeks – they should be a beautiful delft blue, so we’ll see what happens – fingers crossed!

So I’m really pleased to be learning to be a proper plant mummy at last, big smiles all round πŸ™‚

Weekly Smile

The Secret Garden

It’s Sunday, and here I am with my Stream of Consciousness Saturday post, a day late and a dollar short – yesterday just kinda ran away from me! This week Linda has asked us to take the name of the last movie we watched and write a post inspired by the title – sounds fun, except I haven’t really watched many moves lately. My TV watching has been in more bite-sized chunks.

Anyway, the last movie I watched that I can think of immediately is ‘The Secret Garden’ – it was one of my favourite books as a child, and although I’m not usually keen on films of books this particular 1993 adaptation has always hit just the right note for me. I hadn’t seen it for years, but it was on over the holiday period so I indulged myself with a trip down memory lane.

So onto my interpretation of today’s prompt… My new garden is proving to be a bit of a secret garden at the moment. We only moved in last October, so very much at the end of the growing season, and have no idea what’s under the soil waiting to surprise us. I know we have roses, and a fuchsia bush, and a very old, woody lavender. There’s a largish rhododendron (I recognise it from the leaves) and a couple of fruit trees, apple and plum. But other than that, it’s a bit of a mystery.

I’ve long ago tidied up the flower beds for winter, pruned stuff back and removed dead and dried foliage, but other than that have left it all pretty much alone, dormant for the duration. And here we are into a new year, and already I can see spring bulbs coming through in the front garden – no idea what they might turn out to be, so it’s going to be fun waiting to find out! πŸ™‚