The three azaleas I bought for our previous home on the Isle of Luing and planted in half-barrels where they did ok but nothing spectacular – exposed as they were to regular gales off the Atlantic – are now enjoying life transplanted direct into the soil in the shelter of our boundary hedge here in Comrie —-
The story started back in April when Helen imagined her tree living on the edge of a cliff and painted her picture —
Then last Sunday we found ourselves parked with the Yeti on the roadside in Braes of Foss territory opposite Schiehallion —
My total of Brownie Points earned so far this year has just gone off the scale 😔
givitsum-from-a-distance 