… I'm defintely not, as this pic demonstrates. Here I forgot to water the poor basil.
My garden may go wild a little bit.
Wild creatures and humans shall have their space in it. Well, in fact, the animals have got a little more space then the humans *smile*.
After the first hedgehog house have been occupied successfully, I bought a second one. We have three or four hedgehogs stumbling around in our garden. They are so adorable.
Do you guess, what this might be? No, it's not the trunk I put my hubby into, when he makes me angry *LoL*… don't think such nasty things about me! It's a nesting box for owles, that we have fixed at the wall of our craft room. I hope it's gonna work and that nobody else will move in. We will see.
This nest is built by a wild bee. Under the twigs there is a snail shell hidden, where the eggs of the bee are safe. What a stunning thing, this little creature made. Watch the movie on YouTube someone showed about the same topic:
In Youtube gibt es ein Filmchen dazu:
Aber zurück zum Garten:
But back now to the garden:
Since some time I was getting more and more disturbed by the hebe, that became much too big in the border of the star magnolia. It had already expelled a bleeding heart and some iris and it tended to do the same with a peony and a rose! And as you know me by now, my roses are sacred ground. So today was the day I removed that vicious hebe.
Because of the rather wet weather conditions it was quite a muddy business, but fango shall be healthy. However, after getting rid of this hebe I of course must think about something new to plant in. So I really was forced to drive to the garden center.
"Noah, jetzt übertreib nicht, so viel ist das nicht."
"Ach ja? Warum finde ich dann in meinem Sommerhäuschen kaum noch Platz?"
Hüstel… ja, ich musste vorübergehend die Pflanzen da unterbringen, weil heute Nacht noch mal Schnee bis 700 Meter angesagt ist und das könnte uns haarscharf noch erwischen. Aber Moment mal, was heisst da mein Sommerhäusen? "Noah, du vergisst, das ist mein Refugium."
"Wenn du meinst …"
"Mrs Gwundergarten what have you done?!"
"Oh please, Noah, don't exaggerate. I really didn't buy that much."
"And why do I not find any place for myself in my summerhouse?"
Well, I had to store the plants there, because the weatherforcast said it could get some snow during the next night. I don't think so, but I rather play safe. But wait, what did he say? "Noah, this isn't your summerhouse, it's mine!"
"Well, if you believe so..."
But please, have a look by yourself, I really haven't bought that much.
Well, okay, there is another box on the other side and an Osmanthus is waiting outside to get planted… and I had to ordered the rose Emily Brontë a breeding from David Austin. Yes, I really had no other choice. I have smelled this rose at the Chelsea the last year and I can't get it out of my head since then. But because I couldn't get it in my garden center, I had to order it. As soon as it will arrive, my mind is ready to bunker other stuff.
Epimedium Amber Queen.
Epimediums are available in different Colors, like yellow or ...
… white. And the best thing is, they can handle shadow, that's more than most plants can.
White bluebells are always in flower before the blue one. Well, that's not really unusual because the blue one need to get colored first. Sorry, I know, bad joke. By the way they are also available in pink, but I'm not sure that the white and pink one are called bluebell as well. I know, that I know nothing at all.
I hope that the flower buds from the tree peony don't promise too much. I can't wait to see their show.
This was the first Clematis in flower.
Lamium… I really love them in my wild garden and the bees are happy with them as well. I wish they would selfseed and spread out, but till now, they don't.
I love spring time … especially when the field behind the fence is turning as yellow as the sun.
But the sky has its moments as well. This pic I made in the early morning of Easter Sunday.
Looks as if somebody has light the easter fire in the sky.
Noah doesn't care. He's busy with his morning toilet.
The story about the white wisteria I tell you some other time. Have a lovely weekend.