Well it is not my condition as according to the definition in the dictionary it has two meanings, one being sexually attractive – golden oldies are past that, we are just perfect so let us remain in the garden with the lush surroundings.
The other lush meaning can be seen in the photo.There is no room left for another weed or flower. It is rush hour in the garden and all the seeds are in competition with each other to see who makes a flower first and produces seeds. However, this all comes to an end on approximately 14th July when the gardener mows it all away. It is a space between my garden and the gardens on the other side, a so-called natural meadow where it is forbidden to cut the grass and the plants from the time when they begin to grow in Spring until they have spread their seeds some time in July, when the offspring of the original plants have secured their place for next year. This maintains the flower meadow every year. We once had a new neighbour and no-one informed him of this unwritten law and so he found he would help us all to mow it all away. I managed to stop him after half the plants had disappeared. They had not yet produced their seeds, but nature fights back and the next year the natural meadow returned.
I do appreciate this outbreak of nature everywhere, but please without the dandelions. I know they have pretty yellow flowers, but they are very possessive. As soon as their seeds hit the ground they cannot wait. The roots awaken and the leaves begin to grow. Yes, the leaves which are very sly. They lay flat on the ground and suddenly the first stalks appear, not just here and there, but everywhere. In my pre golden oldie days I would attempt to remove them before they took over. I now just chop off the flowers when I see them, despite the screams and dandelions survive. If you do not evacuate them, they will be back next year, same time same place, and much bigger. Have you ever seen a dandelion root? It is not just a root, it resembles a monster turnip, with triffiidial aspects drilling down into the ground. If you want to pull it out of the ground, it pulls back – how many people have you watched being pulled into the ground by a dandelion root? Admit it, no-one wants to for fear of not being believed. Beware of the dandelions is all I can say.
In my younger and more lush days I would attempt to do my own thing in the garden, guiding nature where I wanted her to be, but those days are now gone, we have a gardener and I keep it plain and simple. The annual plants had to go and I now stay with the perennials. Planting something new every year is no longer my thing.
I had monster hostas last year, even the gardener was astonished. It all happened after that night when there were strange lights in the sky, and they just grew that way afterwards. Now and again they talk to me, even the spiders avoid them. My cat will not go near the hostas, but keeps them under observation.