Posted by: Witch Doctor | December 24, 2007

A daffodil is blooming!

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AN ASIDE

It’s now Christmas Eve.

By way of diversion from MTAS, MMC, and the NHS, The Witch Doctor feels bound to give you a bit of news.

There is a rogue daffodil in full bloom in my garden!

Just one. Alone.

This has never happened here in December.

Never.

it is not near the shelter and heat of the house, and there is no particular warming effect from the Gulf Stream here.

Is it a sign of better things to come this year, My Black Cat?

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NOT MINE, BUT JUST LIKE IT

Furthermore The Witch Doctor is now sitting by the fire reading a book on gardening wisdom. A Christmas gift for one of my seven Less Irksome Friends. Still to be wrapped.

Here are some some bits of wisdom I like. I like them because it reminds me of my own tangled wilderness.

“Often some species would entirely capture the garden – forget-me-nots one year, hollyhocks the next, then a sheet of harvest poppies. Mother went creeping about the wilderness, pausing to tap some odd bloom on the head, as indulgent, gracious, amiable, and inquisitive as a queen at an orphanage.”
LAURIE LEE
CIDER WITH ROSIE (1959)

“Her mother had none of the present form of gardening, of balancing and landscaping even a small area. She planted exactly where her plants would do best. From this principle there grew the wandering bows and tidy knots of box edging, gardens within gardens within gardens – Russian dolls in the spaces – spaces skeleton now but ever containing small treasures, whether they flowered in spring, summer or winter: gentian, double white violets, cycamen, double primroses, saxifrage, Hose-in-Hose, May could see them still with some of the avid perceptions of childhood.”
MOLLY KEANE
TIME AFTER TIME (1983)

“By the time one is eighty, it is said, there is no longer a tug of war in the garden with the May flowers hauling like mad against the claims of the other months. All is at last in balance and all is serene. The gardener is usually dead, of course.”
HENRY MITCHELL
THE ESSENTIAL EARTHMAN (1981)

“I had never ‘taken a cutting’ before….. Do you not realise that the whole thing is miraculous? It is exactly as though you were to cut off your wife’s leg, stick it in the lawn and be greeted on the following day by an entirely new woman, sprung from the leg advancing across the lawn to meet you.”
BEVERLY NICHOLS
DOWN THE GARDEN PATH (1932)

It would have been a very pleasurable hour well spent reading this book, if the Christmas music on Classic FM had not been contaminated by some voice rabbiting on about the National Hernia Centre.

Hernias on Christmas Eve, for pity’s sake!

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Should I wrap the book up?

Or should I keep it for myself?

What do you think, My Black Cat?

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