There's something about grape hyacinths. This one in particular. Shaggy and bedraggled foliage, elegantly pouring out. The fresh pure green against gentle graduations of inky violet. The synchronised leans of the milky stalks. The utterly humble, lazy friendliness of it. It's not trying to prove anything, no big show, no aggressive verticals. Just a gentle sleepy stretch.
Loving the parks, plants and natural spaces of London. Appreciating the decrepit, dishevelled and dilapidated. Accidental art, unintentional beauty. The green secrets of the city and the ramshackle nature defying the odds in this wondrous urban jungle.
Monday, 19 March 2012
Grape Hyacinths
There are so many plants that I like. Few that I don't in fact. As with people though, its sometimes hard to explain what particularly attracts you to certain ones...
Also, they really look after themselves. Year on year they've bloomed, ended, bedded down in a quiet corner, and then sprang back to life with no encouragement whatsoever. Welcome back chaps!
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I'm trying to approve your blog at Blotanical, but unfortunately you didn't include a feed url in your submission, and when I check it won't automatically pick one up as it says post titles are missing. Can you look into it at your end so that I can accept your blog? Thanks.
ReplyDeleteHello! Thanks for getting in touch. I'd entered post titles in the body of the posts instead of in the 'title' section - lucky you let me know! I've now corrected this, so hopefully the feed will pick up now. Thanks again.
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Deleteits wonderful.... when some plants seem happy looking after themselves, and yet some succumb to pests even with the most tender care.....
ReplyDeleteSo true. And hello to you Bangchik and Kakdah - it's exciting to know someone has been reading my (very new) blog!
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