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  1. Elegy to the Willow

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    Gracious Weeping Willow

    The funny thing about homesickness is that it waxes and wanes like a harvest moon; one week looming large and hanging ominously above everything, a few weeks later a distant and barely perceptible sliver in the endless sky.

    They say homesickness has everything to do with attachment. For me it is attachment to a sense of place - a genius loci - which I only truly feel when I’m at home. And the thing which sparked it off most recently was the unexpected demise of a veteran willow tree in my garden back at home.

    I buried the feeling for a while because it’s ridiculous to feel sad about a tree thousands of miles away, right? But it niggled and niggled and eventually came out as this poem:

    Elegy to the willow

    There lies an ache that lingers, deep inside of me

    It’s really quite preposterous; I’m aching for a tree

    A gracious weeping willow (appropriate? perhaps)

    That grew there in my garden while so many moons elapsed 

     
    The honey fungus slayed it - or was it last years’ drought? 

    I am away so cannot tell which evil snuffed it out

    All I know is this years’ veil of chartreuse buds won’t sprout

    The verdant trees surrounding it lend proof beyond a doubt

     
    It has wept its final summer, though I was not there to sob 

    Nor see the way the deer had trimmed its crown into a bob

    Nor recall how I had placed an old blue ladder at its trunk

    To hang a box for yaffles on a nail I had sunk 

    The surprise I got on climbing! When, halfway up the bole 

    I glimpsed a nest they’d earlier made within a well-worn hole

    The nesting box redundant - perhaps my sorrow too

    I wonder what I’ll plant there in the place the willow grew?

     
    Trees provide the shelter that any garden needs 

    The vestibules of still, warm air that help give flight to bees 

    They slow the breeze enough to stop it robbing plants of sap

    Enough to throw a blanket down and take a peaceful nap

    Enough to calm the chaos in this ever-changing world

    Perhaps that’s why I’ll miss it; why such sadness has unfurled

     

    Weeping Willow 

    Willows are also known to support a large number of insects and epiphytes (non-parasitic plants which grow on other plants), and are second only to oak trees in this regard. But I couldn’t make this fact rhyme!

    My dilemma now is whether to remove it (dead trees also play host to a remarkable variety of life) or leave it in situ and grow something up it. Of course I will first need to establish if it was indeed the drought or the honey fungus that killed it, which I will do when we return home this summer by examining under the bark at the base of the tree for signs of the tell tale white fungi. If the latter, I will hoik it out ASAP - we have lost several trees to honey fungus in the short time we lived there and removal is all that can be done in a bid to halt its spread. I’m hoping it was the drought; willows are water lovers and their roots will travel deeply to seek it out. There was certainly no water to be found last summer. 

    It’s likely I will have to remove it anyway as large dead trees present something of a hazard in a garden where children play. I feel bad for the woodpeckers, but perhaps their nesting box will finally be put to good use now.

    I am no stranger to losing trees. We lost a large old walnut (pictured below) to honey fungus in our previous garden. It suprised us all one night by coming down in a storm with an almighty crack, graciously avoiding our house and the hen house but destryong my newly built vegetable garden. As shown in the photo, the trusty woodpecker nesting box also survived the fall!

     

    Walnut

     

     

  2. ‘Connection’ and the Sanctuary of Sanity

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    WiFi

    This week is Mental Health Awareness Week. Ask any gardener why they garden and mental well-being will be high up on the list. Perhaps not stated so overtly, perhaps paraphrased, but no doubt an acknowledged, perennial driver for this popular pastime. Gardening is good for our mental well being - we gardeners know this intimately through personal experience.

  3. Hummingbird Sighting in Essex!

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    One of the first things I did when we moved here was plant a ‘pollinator bed’, designed to offer as long a season of pollen and nectar as possible to insects. It also provides a small source of water, bare earth and place to nest and overwinter, (although the ‘hive’ pictured below is just emblematic and is in fact a wormery).