On 2009-05-13 19:53:50 +0100, robert said:

In message , Sacha
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That's its charm, IMO. There's a wall on the way into Ashburton which
is absolutely smothered with it and then there's an abrupt halt to it,
as if someone had drawn a 'thou shalt not go there' border. An Italian
used to carry seeds of it in his pocket. He had a fabulous garden and
when asked his favourite plant, that was it. So when he visited
others' gardens, he'd take a few seeds from his pocket, mix them with a
little soil and poke this into a crevice here and there. Many gardens
benefited from his devotion! ;-)


Ah, shades of Miss Wilmot's Ghost.

Ver much the same. I wish I could remember his name but this rather
charming, if slightly bossy, habit of his was written about in some
gardening book/s. Prince Someone, Count Someone - don't recall.
However, I do admit I share his love of this unassuming and generous
little plant which establishes itself just as it wishes, rather like
valerian, which ignores us altogether!
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