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When photographing it seems, I easily overlook the plants which were here the longest.

Not this one though it has been here a while and is the mother flower for the first eaten long ago thai chilli.
It is the humble fern. I went walking over the very steep road at the closed down quarry site which is about 30 minutes stroll from home. There I came across the abandoned gate house and the profusion of ferns and geraniums which adorned the area. I knew they would be hardy since they were in such an absolute dry state and still going strong. They have adapted well and are a perfect accompaniment to the chinese bamboo in front. These plants were in place in the garden but in spots which did not show their form to the best advantage. So after making sure (by checking with the neighbour) that I wouldn't kill them, I transplanted them from the edge of the bed to the centre. I am very happy with the result.

This dracaena I found dumped in the bush. It is one of six pieces from the original plant which grew over six feet long. It was lying on top of the ground and so roots had emerged along the length of its stem. Each cutting bar one survived!

I am glad to have blogging as a pass-time along with TV, puzzles and such. It forces you to look closely at the world around you which, on the outside, may seem uninteresting but is also unique because it's your own point of view.