Whilst the beautiful thrift is just about over for the year and the very dry weather has caused to whole Duver to look rather parched,
there are still plenty of jewels to be found.
Dog roses (Rosa camina) are flowering both in the hedgerow and just at the bottom of the path opposite our house. Their beauty and simplicity tempts me to include more single roses in the garden.
Beyond the roses, but much lower to the ground, both Corn Chamomile (Anthemis arvensis) and pretty Field Bindweed (Convolvulus arvensis).
Beyond these, an area which was under water for weeks at a stretch over the winter, seems to have provided an excellent habitat for Silverweed (Potentilla anserina). This spreads by runners which, from the significantly increased population, would appear to be perfectly happy ‘running’ under water. Apparently the roots are edible and provided an important crop prior to the introduction of the potato.
The leaves on their own are attractive, but they are then topped by a chirpy little yellow flower.
Another yellow flower flowering this month is Lady’s Bedstraw (Galium verum). I have to confess to only realising what this was having looked the flower up on my return home. I now understand its name derives from its use as a stuffing for mattresses and pillows because it smells so lovely. Tomorrow will find me back on the Duver giving it a sniff!
There’s plenty of other yellow around at the moment, including Meadow Vetchling (Lathyrus pratensis)
and Common Ragwort (Senecio jacobaena)
In front of a large patch of ragworts I found this magnificent Cotton Thistle (Onopordum acanthium).
Towards the sandy promontory some beautiful Opium poppies (Papaver somniferum)
And on the way home, on the roadside, two familiar plants. The first, much easier to admire when it’s not in my garden –
and the second, just beautiful, growing through the hawthorn.
With many thanks to Gail, who hosts Wildflower Wednesday from Clay and Limestone in Tennessee.
(Unfortunately, I now realise I’ve misremembered the Wednesday. It should have been the last of the month, not the first, so I’m a week late. Apologies Gail!)