So, yes, as mentioned yesterday while locking myself out on a rainy Sunday evening, lavender has exploded into the garden.
And it’s a good word, I think. It’s certainly apt. It looks like a small fireworks display all set to go off once the guest of honour arrives.
The bees love it, of course and even in the evening as the tiny flowers close up they’re still crawling all over it. If you want pollinators in your garden (and why wouldn’t you?) then plant some lavender. It is the easiest thing to grow, I’m told.
I’m managing it, so it must be. The only problem is the Marillion earworm. That’s a pest with which I cannot help, sorry.