It has been in my garden almost 30 years. I remember when planted it. The German translation is a wig tree, although this one does not make large fluffy wigs, but it behaves. I have to enlarge the flower stalks as they are not so large.
Spring is here, the land is awakening but unfortunately also the insencts. Not that I have something against insects, they have a job to do, but some insects tend to overdo it a little, especially if they are called slugs and love the wet weather. They are clever. they wait for the rain to stop and then they arrive, a completel tribe. They manage to devour a complete plant in a couple of hours, if it is according to their taste.
However, I am leaning what they like and what they avoid. In the golden oldie home where Mr. Swiss is, They have fields of lavender, the nice strong kind that spreads. They is not on the menu plan for a slug. Today I was talking to one of the gardeners and asked if he would miss a few twigs of the lavender. He told me to help myself so the stalks in the glass on the photo are my gatherings. I was reading about growing lavender, and apparently he like to produce roots when kept in water meaning that I will have a few plants after a few weeks to keep in my garden. Lavender is really an easy plant to grow. Put it in the sun and give it a little water about once a week, not too much, and it becomes a happy plant. I hope so, so here are my beginnings.
Growing up in London fog was a way of life starting in Autumn through the Winter. You felt your way along the street by touching the walls, and was glad for a street lamp now and again, although even they had to fight their way through the thick layers. When you arrived at your destination, you took your handkerchief and gave a good blow to remove the black particles from the smog. It was a wonder that I survived through my school days but we knew nothing different.
And now I have been living in Switzerland for the past almost 60 years but here we have a clean mist. Of course it is still dense, but there is something fresh about it. There is no smog, just thick intransparent mist, but your lungs survive. It usually arrives during Autumn and arrises from the local rivers. By Winter it disappears, but we then have the clear freezing air. We would probably miss it all, if we were living at the equator in the hotter parts of the world without Autumn or Winter.
I am Ahmed Abdi, a Wordpress blogger and storyteller who searches for stories that inspire people. I love writing because it’s a reflection of how I perceive the world around me. Lost in a world of endless chaos in my childhood, Unforgettable moments of tragedy and triumphs taught me the art of storytelling where I found myself through letter writing and then turned into stories but then sadly had lost everything I wrote for years. In 2018, I decided to create a Wordpress blog site that would allow me to store and retrieve every piece. Stories from my community, city and people are what make my writing so interesting and inspiring! I’m a tea lover so a cup of tea sometimes makes my blog.
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