To have the persistence of weeds! Despite being constantly pulled out, they keep on sprouting, even throught he bamboo carpet on our patio. Then again, it’s also wise to know when to give up, and direct your energy elsewhere.
Posts Tagged ‘garden
A beautiful hot afternoon created quite a commotion in our little garden. The buzz and flutter that went on in the trees, bushes and around plants was amazing. I spent hours trying to catch some close-ups of the beautiful visitors.
These butterflies are maybe the most common around here. In Finnish we call them “stinging nettle butterflies” but I found out that in English they are called “small tortoiseshells” (I wonder why?). The Finnish name is quite logical since the larvae feed on stinging nettles. These colourful creatures seem to love our mint flowers. This photo revealed to me how transluscent their wings are, and how their antennae almost look wiry close up! I was also totally unaware how hairy they are in the middle!
I started wondering how much primary school teachers or biology teachers make use of all modern technology to get students into hands-on nature observation.
Why not just spend the hot day in the garden, reading an entertaining novel, and lazying round? It’s holiday time, after all! Why are we so conditioned to constantly be productive and busy? It’s good to kick the bad conscience at times, and just relax. And even to kick off the flimsiest flip-flops, too, and just walk barefoot!
Seen from the balcony above, the results of mowing the overgrown grass in the garden are clearly visible.
I know why so many teachers are keen on gardening, DIY or handicrafts, in their freetime. With teaching, such clear results are hard to see, at least on a daily basis. Sometimes, your work might only bear fruit long after your students have left school!
Only a month away, and our garden is totally overgrown. It’s in desperate need of some tlc, to help all the plants thrive again.
This is how I feel at the end of a school year – buried under all the accumulated mental clutter. I hardly recognize myself, or my needs. Sadly, even relationships get neglected in the rush of daily life. Luckily I’ve got the long summer break to do the gardening on all fronts!
I read that our white spring bush is commonly known as ‘elf’s home spiraea’ in English. What a beautiful name!
It always used to make me think of lacy wedding dresses and veils, but I prefer the imaginary fairytale comparison now.
Most people seem to cut theirs right down at a regular basis, then having to wait for years to get the cascading blooms back. We are lazy gardeners, and have just let ours grow freely. Our fairies seem to like it, as they reward us with this beauty every spring.