Most people in Britain have been hit by heavy rain recently, and I’m just one of many. Still, it puts the garden into a new perspective. Here is the poppy border, with my standing stone behind it. When the pond floods, it takes no prisoners.
The blue poppies weren’t actually in their border, as I had moved them out in order to improve the drainage – which seems somewhat ironic. But they wouldn’t have minded too much – they have been under water before.
The mill dam becomes a violent place when it rains hard. I often contemplate a small hydro plant here, but when the burn is in spate like this, I can’t imagine that it would last for long. Huge bits of tree, tangles of farmers’ wire…everything gets flung down by the rage of the water.
Away from the floods, the colchicums make a welcome patch of colour in an otherwise bleak garden. Some people don’t like these ‘naked ladies’, but I welcome their bright purple at a time when there is not much else to look at. All mine are planted in turf – if you grow them in a border, the leaves – which emerge in April/May are just a bore. But in thick grass they don’t spread very well, and you need to dig up the clumps now and again and spread the bulbs around. Colchicum is highly poisonous – similar to arsenic. Just so as you know.