I've left the privet hedge unclipped this year to enable it to flower,
the bees are enjoying it and I'm enjoying the sweet perfume though I do believe certain people in the nieghbourhood think it unkempt.
This is our Today's Flower post and it also gives me an excuse to post a favourite poem:
I have told the bees
He is gone from us;
I have given up gossamer prayers.
Carry roses, pacasandra, azaleas
The birch and dogwood to listen;
Send the song of his memories back to him.
He tends his garden
And remembers now,
Whispering his story on the wings of the bees.
A primrose, and potatoes
17 hours ago