My first time away from West Yorkshire since lockdown. We were down near Aberdyfi, walking, swimming, cycling, relaxing. Ruth went up Cadyr Idris and had other adventures while I sketched.
Apart from Ruth’s gardening knees and the Parasol mushroom, there is a lot in this picture. That is next door but one in the background, we planted the tree fairly recently, Ruth is actually sitting on an access path to keep this deliberate wildness controlled and we get a vast range of fungi because of the wild woodland and the cuttings ‘brash’ that we tuck around the place. We could, but didn’t eat the mushroom by the way.
Once we were given a small fuschia in a pot. Like most other plants in the garden, its clones are now all over the place. Cuttings can be quite technical, but I always recommend that you take a lot of soft bits, medium bits and hard bits, remove most of the lower leaves and stick them in a spare bit of garden whenever you are pruning. I usually works.