But I feel KO'ed this afternoon. We had dancing first thing this morning, (well Tiny did, not me) after dropping Matt to work, then we seemed to be in the car for the four hours following. Not much chop.
The smalls are kicking back watching a movie, while I've been pottering about in the garden, and feeling a bit weak and tired - I'm yearning for a cat nap.
Can anyone identify that pesky blue flower in the top picture? It seems to be a weed that's impregnated my front garden with itself, and is now rife with this dirty blue flower thing. Anyone?
Meanwhile, back on other matters, I've finally joined Instagram. You can find me under PottyMouthMama. Quelle surprise!
Finally, here's a song to send you on your way. You dig?
4 comments:
It looks like plumbago to me (I think that's how you spell it)... you can chop it right back and train it into the area you want it to say. Be ruthless - it won't mind. Wow ... how horticultural of me. I am laughing at myself. Who would have thought - call me Peter Cundall from now - I shall answer - until someone else posts a comment that proves I am full of compost.
My husband is a gardener and says you are absolutely correct :))
Totes is plumbago. Sticks to ya like nothin' else. And grows and grows and grows. My mother had a large garden and grew the stuff around a fence. It ate the fence. The fence was no more.
plumbago... mmm just like what the others say :) not a weed just has weed like tendencies :)
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