Rescued

Narcissus tazetta, possibly the variety Compressus known in cultivation since the nineteenth century.

When Mum and Dad moved into the house in Pinner sixty years ago, the garden had many large clumps of various daffodils and narcissi, some of which I now know were quite rare.   Lots of Narcissus nobilis, a big trumpet daffodil with white petals and a golden trumpet and numerous clumps of Pheasants Eye, Narcissus poeticus which loved the wet London clay soil.   In a bed outside the kitchen window there were two clumps of this multi-flowered plant which has a strong and beautiful scent.  Sixty years on all that remained was a small clump of these, relocated down the garden when the old flower bed disappeared under a new patio a few years ago.   Seeing them in flower when I was there yesterday, I decided to rescue them.   Very deep in the ground, perhaps half a dozen bulbs, three with flowers.   Hopefully they'll adapt to the conditions here in Wales.  If they do, I'll be able to share some with my siblings.

After a slow start - been a busy week - Ruth and I had a fairly lazy day but Ruth did finish off building a metal garden arch and we took it outside and tested what it might look like in a couple of places.   I set off home a bit after 430, an uncomplicated drive on a Saturday.   I was able to deliver a carful of Chris's things to him as he also came back today, by train from London.   I don't think I have ever filled a car so full of stuff!