May All Your Weeds Be Wildflowers

If only!

A post in which I, uncharacteristically, put loads of flower pictures up and don’t say much – although I was just going to call this ‘Tight Lipped Tuesday’ or some such thing and say nothing at all which, of course, I couldn’t quite manage.

Our garden is large and terraced – up at the back there are woods which is where we walk the dogs.Β  On Saturday, Flo decided to take herself off after a rabbit or something causing much consternation.

I re-traced our steps of the morning walk through the woods and, to keep my mind a little less stressed, took photos of the wildflowers in between shouts and whistles.

As Mr. T. has a full time job he has a bit of trouble keeping on top of the gardening, especially with all the rain we’ve had lately, and we tend to only keep the lower two or three terraces mown and cultivated.Β  He has a healthy attitude to gardening though as the stuff that hasn’t been attacked with the brushcutter (too steep for a mower higher up) he proclaims is very good for insects so bees, mantis, grasshoppers and all sorts of beasties have a whale of a time up there and it’s probably worth getting a few itchy bits on my legs when I walk through it all in the summer months.

With all the beautiful flowers growing in the wild for free and needing no care and attention an alien landing on Earth might wonder why we spend so much time, money and effort on forcing other things to grow where we want them to and not where they might choose.

If I know the name of any of these, you probably do too so I’ll let the images do the talking (for a change πŸ˜‰ )

A lot have already ‘gone over’ but I think that’s enough weedy eye candy for one blog post and, by chance, Cathy went wild in Yorkshire today and she has actually named some of the wildflowers for you (or her readers have) so, although this is S.W. France, there are quite a few similarities.

It’s bloomin’ hot out there now so I’ve moved me and my jug of wildflowers into the shade.

Oh yes, and guess who came back after around three hours with something that could have been blood on her paw and neck which wasn’t hers.

We are now missing a cat though – Salem, the black one on top,Β  although I doubt he chased a rabbit.

I’ll keep you posted about him.

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  1. #1 by craftycreeky on June 26, 2018 - 20:00

    How lovely to have your own wild flower meadow, bindweed and mares tail just don’t have the same appeal πŸ™‚

    • #2 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 09:40

      It is a nice thing to have – sometimes the sounds of the buzzing and other insect noises is deafening but I can cope with that.

  2. #3 by Kathy D on June 26, 2018 - 20:29

    Love your husband’s attitude and he’s absolutely right in that it is good for the bees and other crawly things. Beautiful pics!

    • #4 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 09:39

      Until the little wild orchids ‘went over’ out in the front garden, he mowed around them so we had little tufts of grass with purple spikes for a few weeks. The neighbours probably think we’re mad.

  3. #5 by tinaor on June 26, 2018 - 20:52

    Lovely sunny pictures and pretty flowers. Unfortunately my multiple weeds aren’t as picturesque!

    • #6 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 09:37

      We’ve got some of those too but, in Instagram fashion, I haven’t shown you any of those πŸ˜‰

  4. #7 by Sara on June 26, 2018 - 21:31

    Talk about leaving us in suspense!! Also enjoy a bit of just being though & feeling better about the mess, sorry mass, of geraniums & violets at the back of my single tiered garden (2 if you include the patio) … xxx

    • #8 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 09:36

      Sorry about the suspense – he’s still not back though. Have to put up some posters around the village and online today although I’m never sure how much good they do.

  5. #9 by magpiesue on June 26, 2018 - 21:34

    I never get tired of flower pictures, especially when I can’t even get outside to prune my poor bedraggled rose bush. We let our buttercups pretty much run wild in our suburban yard. The bindweed flowers are pretty too but the vines are pernicious. Sure hope Salem turns up safe and sound sooner rather than later.

    • #10 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 09:34

      Yes, we’ve got some weeds we’d definitely not call wildflowers – ground elder (which I think we inadvertently brought over in a pot from the U.K. with us) and the sticky goose grass to name but two.

  6. #11 by nanacathy2 on June 26, 2018 - 21:41

    Tight lipped Tuesday- genius! You had me laughing again!
    Lovely wildflowers and I am sure we could play Name that Flower with them all. They all look great. Hope the moggy has reappeared.

    • #12 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 09:27

      I might keep it as a feature – I like the title too much not to use it again.
      Moggy still missing 😦

  7. #13 by kathyreeves on June 26, 2018 - 22:06

    Well where ever pup went, looks like someone has a sense of humor! Cats are a law unto themselves I think, but hope he comes home sooner rather than later.

    • #14 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 09:26

      I haven’t given up hope yet. Now the sun’s out he could probably survive by hunting and eating the food we put out for the local semi-wild population.

  8. #15 by claire93 on June 26, 2018 - 22:41

    my husband deliberately leaves patches of wild grass and flowers to grow high in the orchard as he tells me butterflies need high grasses to lay their eggs. And I have to say, since we’ve been here the butterfly population does seem to be flourishing.
    I do hope Salem comes home very soon. I got quite used to Merlin disappearing for 24 hour, even 48 hour stints, that was his independent feline character, but the other cats always come home regularly for nosh.

    • #16 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 09:25

      Salem is a strange one. In the Summer he becomes scabby and tatty, bits go missing off his ears and he generally looks like a bit of road kill – then in Winter he becomes sleek again. He might be shut in somewhere I suppose but I worry about poison and/or snakes. There is only one road up here, used by residents, so we’d know if he’d been run over. We never found out what happened to Beau and that was over a year ago so. Time for the ‘Chat Perdu’ notices I suppose.

  9. #17 by thecontentedcrafter on June 26, 2018 - 23:52

    I like your husband’s outlook! When I had a big garden I left a corner to do whatever it wanted and it was there all the hedgies lived and the birds, butterflies and bees hung out far more there than in the rest of the garden. With all kinds of insects, large and small, the kids got most of their nature study done in there too πŸ™‚ I hope your kitty is already back. My Orlando in his younger days was wont to disappear for days at a time – the longest period, and incidentally last time he disappeared, he went off for 10 days and I had given up hope……. That was six years ago. Now he is mature and doesn’t go very far at all.

    • #18 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 09:21

      Salem is still not back I’m afraid – he is mature (about 10 years old) and had become more of a home lover lately so I’m a bit surprised. I’ll put out some ‘Chat Perdu’ notices today.
      Speaking of hedgehogs – as you did – we have some in our garden but, when the dogs are let out for their last pee at night, they go rushing up to the poor things and stand barking at them until I catch up and see them off. Poor little hedgies must be terrified. Even my old guy, Taz, can sense they’re around and goes questing for them despite being almost totally blind and deaf. One day, I’m going to have a clean looking, well behaved, easily managed little fluff ball of a dog – something like Siddy – instead of three gallumping great hounds. I know you’re going to tell me now that Siddy has his moments and spoil my future dreams.

      • #19 by thecontentedcrafter on June 27, 2018 - 11:19

        Siddy is such a VERY good boy – and he would tell you so himself except he has gone off to bed right now – that he is quite possibly the very best dog in all the world – ever!! I whisper this in his ear all the time and he gazes straight ahead and is very still, listening intently. When I stop whispering he gazes intently back into my eyes, gives me a quick lick on the very tip of my nose and goes to sit in front of his treat drawer. He seems to be saying “Now prove it!’ Perhaps his only vice is he is very wedded to treats….. πŸ™‚ Now did that prick your bubble? πŸ™‚

      • #20 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 12:11

        Noooooo! The only thing is, a small, clean, biddable dog might be quite a way in my future. I have vowed never to have more than two dogs again – we once had four, all large – so, once Taz has shuffled off this canine coil, I will still have Stan who’s 8 and Flo who’s only about 4. Perhaps I should just work on making them cleaner (less fox poo rolling) and more biddable (where did I put that training clicker I once bought?). Luckily, I still love ’em.

      • #21 by thecontentedcrafter on June 27, 2018 - 20:09

        Ha I had a ‘training clicker’ for Siddy when he was a little pup – I’d read up on all the dog books by various experts and, having failed miserably with all my previous dogs, felt ready to have him well behaved in a short moment. He was never going to sleep on the bed, that was the cats domain. He would never jump up at people. He would sit where and when he was instructed and for the duration required. The clicker sits in the bottom of a drawer somewhere and all the above were abandoned in short order as Siddy instructed and taught me how our life was going to be. Turns out he had more sense than any of the experts. Luckily for me he has no interest in poo rolling……. πŸ™‚

      • #22 by tialys on June 28, 2018 - 10:32

        πŸ™‚

      • #23 by thecontentedcrafter on June 27, 2018 - 11:21

        I’m hoping that your Salem is found safe and well – it’s a worry when they don’t usually wander as all kitty lovers will tell you. Look up – sometimes they go on roofs or up trees and get stuck…..

  10. #24 by Marge Urbany on June 27, 2018 - 00:13

    I’m still hoping for the return of the other one who went away (b/w moggie). Your menagerie could easily provide a soap opera for my delectation.
    Gorgeous pictures! I wish you more sun than rain for the following few months.

    • #25 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 09:13

      Unfortunately, Beau – the black and white one – never did return despite appearing on posters and websites around and about. We are away from a main road here but I always worry about poison – intentional or not. Salem has gone wandering in the past for a day or so but had become more of a home body lately although it might be significant that he’s gone AWOL since the the weather has improved. I’ll keep you up to date. At the moment, it looks as if the sun has remembered it’s supposed to be here so I expect to be moaning about the heat and lack of rain soon.

  11. #26 by katechiconi on June 27, 2018 - 01:04

    You still have a good selection of wildflowers there, so clearly no-one has blitzed the area with weedkiller at any point recently. Lovely to see familiar flowers I don’t see here; wrong hemisphere, wrong climate. Madame Flo is clearly not merely decorative (although she is, exceedingly), and if Salem is also on vermin patrol at least the menagerie is doing something towards earning its keep. I can understand the worry, though. More Tight-Lipped Tuesdays, please. It’s not that we don’t enjoy your words, we do, it’s just that an enforced lack of them seems to make you bust out in pretty flowers, which is fun too!

    • #27 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 09:04

      I might carry on with it just because I like the title – it might not always be flowers though. I expect some four legged friends would present some opportunities πŸ˜‰

  12. #28 by Born To Organize on June 27, 2018 - 01:23

    I love the idea of a tight-lipped Tuesday. That made me smile (and I needed that). I hope Salem is back home. It’s worrisome when they go missing. I’m glad your pooch came back and hope this is his last rabbit chase for the summer. He’s a handsome boy.

    I love the idea of a terraced garden and an area left to go back to nature. I think that’s what the permaculture movement is partly about (or I’m just using a fancy word and I don’t know what I’m talking about.) Sending kitty radar your way.

    • #29 by tialys on June 27, 2018 - 08:57

      Our terraced garden was born of necessity as we live in the foothills of the PyrenΓ©es and it would be even harder to get up it than it is now without the terraces – I probably wouldn’t bother if I didn’t have dogs to walk, or at least not every day. It can be a bit of a pain sometimes as a ride on mower would make life easier for Mr. T. but most of the land is too steep to make it worthwhile buying one.
      Flo wanted me to say thank you for the compliment but she’s very much a girly – hence the ‘diva’ on her harness.

      • #30 by Born To Organize on June 27, 2018 - 17:20

        Sorry Flo, I missed the Diva part, and the fact that you’re name Flo. I think you’re adorable though, regardless of gender. :-).

        Your home and surroundings sound like something out of a movie. What an interesting life, spent between England and France.

  13. #31 by anne54 on June 27, 2018 - 01:46

    A delightful memory of a stay in France was walking down a back road and seeing the bank covered in wildflowers. It was a riot of colours, and I loved their freedom. Your wild terraces would be very similar. Thanks for sharing.

  14. #33 by jendavismiller on June 27, 2018 - 20:31

    Ahhh, the pleasures I miss when my blog reading falls off. Love the stories of your menagerie (and sending good vibes for kitty to saunter back home any minute now) and pretending to be in your part of the world. One of these days I’ll get there. Even though I have lots of back post reading to do of the wonderful wordy variety, Tight-Lipped Tuesday was a visual treat.

    • #34 by tialys on June 28, 2018 - 10:32

      Yes! Where have you been – I’ve missed you.

      • #35 by jendavismiller on June 28, 2018 - 23:20

        Oh Lynn, that’s sweet. You know, life and busyness and such-just took a toll for a time, but I’m getting back on track again finally and have very nearly finished a dress and a blog post!

      • #36 by tialys on June 29, 2018 - 11:30

        I look forward to reading it x

  15. #37 by Christine Lucas on June 28, 2018 - 21:54

    The second blue flower from the top, the tall one, is a viper’s-bugloss. Only know it because I have one growing in my yarden from wildflower seeds planted last year. I have also seen pictures of them covered with burnet moths. Hope this helps πŸ™‚

    • #38 by tialys on June 29, 2018 - 11:31

      I’d like to say that’s a pretty name but it sounds a bit ‘gothic’ doesn’t it? Thanks for the info as that is one I didn’t know.

  16. #40 by Kim on June 30, 2018 - 21:19

    I wish my weeds looked so attractive. All very pretty.
    I hope Salem is home. Try cooking chicken with the kitchen door/window open for the smell to wander. It worked for us when our old Clive went walkabout for several days. Not lost, he said he knew where he wasπŸ˜•

    • #41 by tialys on July 4, 2018 - 12:20

      Salem still not back and I’ve sort of given up as, if he was in the village, he would be able to find his way home. My neighbour scared me by saying a lot of ‘the hunters’ around here will shoot cats if they see them around which, I can sort of believe, and it would explain what happened to Beau who went missing a couple of years back.

      • #42 by Kim on July 4, 2018 - 23:14

        Oh, so sad.

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