I love oxalis. My dad introduced me to this hardy little plant when I was a kid and I’ve been in love with it ever since. It is also known as wood sorrel or shamrock. I have it in my yard and in pots on our patio. It is a nice addition to plantings and comes back year after year.
This particular pot came about when Dean was enlarging one of our landscaped beds in June. We were removing some of the oxalis and he had dug them up and set them on the ground. We simply forgot about them and when I found them several days later, all the plants had fallen off and been turned under. I didn’t know I had a mixed pile of legumes and just planted them.
Imagine my surprise when they all popped up like this. What a pretty accident! Some blooms are pink, some are white…but all are lovely.
“May your blessings outnumber
The shamrocks that grow,
And may trouble avoid you
Wherever you go.”
While the rest of the US is in drought, we have rain to spare. This week has been full of thunderstorms and more rain than we need.
The good news is that with all the rain, momma squirrel moved into an old birdhouse. She chewed the hole bigger during a rainstorm last week and she and her mate took turns checking it out. With the onset of the really heavy storms this week, she has remained inside. She is very large now and I’m sure she will give birth soon.
I’m happy I could get a decent photo of her, she moves so quickly that she is usually just a blur.
I posted about my lovely angel a few weeks ago on my original blog. The area we placed her in was devoid of plants and she looked a bit lonely…but it was by design. I had saved 2 large envelopes of wildflower seeds that needed a home and knew they would be perfect in this triangular bed. I adore wildflowers and when we redid our yard, I had forgotten to save them a location. This spot tends to stay dry, which is perfect for the ones I grow.
Just a few weeks of sun and rain turned it into a garden worthy of her…
I’ll have to take another photo of her once the zinnias and baby’s breath blooms...
“Happiness held is the seed; Happiness shared is the flower.”