Desperate measures

I don't tend actively to involve my daughter too much in my gardening - Children command all your attention, and I am not Dawn Isaac...(although I'm trying...very, VERY hard to be).

But I had one of those desperate moments the other day - the sort where you have to kill 30 minutes, and every toy has been played with, and illness is preventing a proper walk, and you're just out of ideas....

generally...

...in life.

So that's when I remembered this, from Homebase, where you buy what looks like a takeaway coffee cup, with compost and a packet of seeds (these are bunny tail grass) inside. You're supposed to sow the seeds with your child, put the lid on, so it becomes its own propagator, water, watch and wait.

She loved it.

...loved doing the seed sowing thing, and every morning she wants to look at it, to see if it's germinated.

It's not like I haven't sown seeds with her before...(we did some peas in the summer)...but I think the attraction of this was partly the packaging, and the fact that she has ownership of this colourful paper cup with its own lid. #simplepleasures

It's an easy way to do the gardening thing with her when I just don't have it in me to gather all the necessary bits and pieces...I'll be buying more and putting them in a cupboard, in exactly the same way that I store lollies....for emergencies.

 

 

Look away now....

I can't quite believe I'm about to do this... I am going to talk about my laundry...(there's a little voice in my head saying "I really wonder AT you, Laetitia" ... could it have been Mrs Vetch? Spoils of Poynton? Is that her in there?

Anyhow...

I went to a gardening press event recently. It was lots of fun (if you like gardening, and gardeners).

 

Anyhow, I was given this labelling thingy from Brother (they said they didn’t mind if nobody reads my blog…they WANTED me to have it…They were also frightfully apologetic about it being sans batteries (SO don’t care - Thank you very much Brother!)

It’s meant to be for labelling your plants and seeds (fat chance of that...I'm too much of a haphazard gardener).

 

The past couple of weeks my house should have had a red cross on the door. Babety has been ill, and up all night. We cannot go out to see friends because we might be CONTAGIOUS …and of course nursery is out of the question. My adored nanny, who gives me several hours off a week, is also sick as a dawg.

 

I have proper, exciting amounts of work to do (not mothering work, or housework…which is totally WORK, but fun, scary, career type work. Sick children don’t let you do fun, scary career type work….they need you firmly there…just focused on that hot little head.

 

I suppose I became a tad deranged - worry…lack of sleep…too much chatting with NHS direct…but what can I say, I was stuck indoors. I did something frightfully strange. During the fleeting moments when I had time to myself…

 

I arranged my linen.

I should have been catching forty winks, or meditating, or something…

 

But I arranged my linen.

 

I blame this machine thingy. It makes these lovely labels, that stick to anything, with print that is indestructible (hence the gardening angle). I am hooked. I now have an urge to label EVERYTHING. I think I am going to label the Hunk.

 

Okay, now I am going to tell you how I arranged my linen, so if you are baulking already then, well, go somewhere else for a bit.

 

Everything is arranged into sets of linen, (rather than grouping like with like) and then it’s all put inside one of the pillowcases*. Then there are neat(ish) piles of extra sheets for when I'm feeling slatternly and don't want to wash the whole lot.

...a perfect, boring exercise for my addled, flu-ridden brain.

I am disgustingly excited about not having to unfold and re-fold three or four fitted sheets to get the right size one. I am also thrilled to bits that I will never, ever have to do it again.

 

Amen.

 

*I got this idea from Martha Stewart, whose cavernous website is my guilty, secret pleasure. This is where I go to get lost when I feel anxious or overwrought…to ogle a sanitized, perfect life, where even the garage is colour-coded and you KNOW where you left the calpol (why, in the first aid cabinet of course…I don’t have a first aid cabinet..I have bottles of half-empty out-of-date calpol sitting in amongst the vinegar, the biscuit cupboard, under the bed)....One day....one day x

A swamp for George

Soleirolia soleirolii - the perfect bathroom plant.

I've been using these lovely creeping emerald droplet-leaves for years now, both indoors and out.

Outside, they do this tight-knit, softening thing - the leaves are slightly tougher and darker, and none the worse for that. I long to take a machete to the cement between my paving stones and let it do its thing.

Some people regard it as a nuisance, but (as I've said many times before) nuisance plants are my kind of deal, for obvious reasons.

Indoors, it's a very different proposition. You can put this plant in almost any sort of container and it will thrive. The warmer it is, the longer the creeping stems will become, and the softer the cushioning.

I have this hideous window in my bathroom, and found a tray thingy in one of the big sheds. I thought I'd make a place for George the crocodile (Schleich toy of the moment) to hang out, and decorate this desolate window-sill (although I'm not sure you can even call it that).

You need:

1 x Soleirolia soleirolii plant - available at good garden centres in little pots. Sometimes it's sold under the name 'Helxine', sometimes 'Mother of thousands', sometimes 'Baby's tears' (ahhhhhh). I've never seen it sold in any of the big shed ones (silly billys, because it would fly off the shelves)

A container - anything you want, but you'll need drainage holes, which is why I had to drill some in my tray. I drilled three large holes with a fat drill bit that had a point on the end of it. It took a grand total of ten seconds...but if you hate stuff like that, then just use an ordinary pot or pots - terracotta is nice.

Some multi-purpose compost - try to find one without too many huge bits of bark in it. But if you can't, then just remove them when you come to fill your pot. This is simply to create the best environment for the creeping stems to attach themselves and put down roots.

A drill, to make holes (if you need them)

Method.

Fill your container with compost, right up to to the top. You don't want to be leaving a gap between the top of the compost and the rim of the pot because this plant's M.O is to 'spill' over the edge - it's very very pretty.

Now remove your plant from its plastic and divide it gently into little pieces. How many depends on the number of containers you have to fill, but know that it only takes the merest suggestion of leaf and roots, planted with care and attention (or not) to get this plant started and within weeks it will have covered the surface of the compost.

Of course, you could just buy enough to fill your entire container and have the finished product right there and then...no harm in that, except watching things grow is more fun.

Plant your pieces, making sure that the roots go in your compost, and the leaves remain above it, but generally you can be quite slap-dash and just squish it in.

Water well from above with a watering can that has a rose attached to give you a gentle shower of water, and from below also, by putting your container into another one, filled with water, and leaving it there to soak.

Keep the compost damp at all times (which isn't hard, in a bathroom, is it?)

 

Comforts

This lovely thing is soothing my heartstrings right now. I made it in October last year, having bought rather too many hellebores. I wish I had made more - it's one of those all-year-round pots to which you do precisely nothing, and it sits around looking gorgeous in spite of that.

Bruised, sober, ever so slightly funereal...but with bulbs in it, symbolising hope (?)...okay, I'll shut up now - suffice to say, we are one year on from this. Tricky.

Here's how you do it:

So here's the thing -

I love cyclamen and pansies as much as the next person

...and I have buckets of them everywhere...

...but right now I'm in the mood for something that'll go the distance with me...

Here's a lovely pot that will remain lovely all year round. I've been growing hellebores in pots and window-boxes ever since I began gardening and they are completely low-maintenance and trouble-free. I've added some bulbs to this pot for spring zing, but a hellebore and some pretty ivy is enough for me...enjoy.

You need:

1 gorgeous hellebore...they're on sale now and there are a squillion different permutations 3 little ivy plants 5 dwarf daffodil bulbs A pot (mine is 30 cm diameter) Some multi-purpose compost, mixed half and half with John Innes no. 2, because this pot is not a flash-in-the-pan part-time lover...it's a keeper.

Simply fill the pot with compost half full and put a circle of bulbs around the edge. Place your hellebore in the centre and fill in the gaps, squidging your ivy into the sides as you go. Don't worry about the bulbs getting through...they always manage somehow. Water it thoroughly and enjoy x

A January Kiss

I had something all ready to make for a shiny, happy New Year project, and then I went outside and did something else instead....

Nothing new there, except that the something else was picking up rotten apples and clearing away brown, soggy leaves - not exactly the kind of thing you spring out of bed for, and yet those two hours of raking, sweeping and clearing have been my favourite for a long time.

My book, in its proper book form, got delivered to me recently...that was a pretty damn great moment I can tell you. And yet with the inevitable stroking of the shiny new pages, and the hugging of the thing, and the tears of joy shed (yes, I'm a bit soppy), there were still the (guilt-inducingly high-class) questions:

"Will anybody read it?"

"Will they like it if they read it?"

"Will I ever write another one?"

"Will anyone ever give me another job?"

...the list goes on and on

 

...And then there was my daughter beginning another term at nursery, and flinging her arms around me afterwards and saying "I need to go to school AGAIN!". That was a rather fabulous moment (I can't remember ever feeling that way about school). And yet, there were the questions:

"Will things always be joyful for her?" (to which I know the answer is 'No, not always, that's life'.

"Are all the other children being kind to her?"

"Is she being kind to all the other children?"

"Am I doing enough?"

etc...etc...

So yes, the rotten apples, which were so soft and yucky that they kept exploding in my hands, and I have come away smelling like cider...the sweeping, the slow, steady, physical act of clearing...of doing something simple and silent and alone, with no questions....That's been my favourite moment so far this year.

There are daffodils and hellebores out, and sarcococca, and snowdrops coming up...

And hey....it's getting LIGHTER!

Honeysuckle, but not as you know it

Plant eulogy alert:

This is Lonicera x purpusii 'Winter beauty' (Winter honeysuckle).

It's flowering right now, and has been since the middle of November.

Last year it came out at the beginning of January #weirdweather

It is quite the most exquisite thing when it's flowering...these fairy pale cream flowers (usually covered with frost) and the scent, which is subtle but oh-so-special...a mixture of sweet floral with that element of what I call 'choke' -

...that tea-like dryness - which ALWAYS takes whatever it is out of 'lovely' and into 'Wow. Want it. Gotta have it'.

A properly special thing to bring indoors when you want something deliciously special in terms of scent.

Is it too punchy of me to say you NEED this plant?

You NEED this plant.

Mine has been planted out into the garden after a couple of happy years in a large pot on my old balcony....so you don't need a garden.

True...it doesn't do much for the rest of the year...not parTICularly gorgeous in form but I promise...all will be forgiven...

...with just one delicious WHIFF.

Post-party paperwhites

More bulbs, I know, but hey, this is seasonal stuff...and I'm not going to argue with that.

I usually put a load of paperwhites (little daffodils, highly scented and prepared to flower indoors over the winter) into containers in late October for Christmas blooming, but, as with the rest of what I've been doing this year, everything went a bit squiffy this autumn because I've been finishing my book...c'est la vie.

The last paperwhites are available right now in the shops. You can put them in ordinary compost or bulb fibre, but I like growing them in deep vases which reduces the need for twiggy support (indoor stuff tends to flop over eventually because we live in the warm).

You need:

Some paperwhite narcissi bulbs

Some glass vases

Some sort of 'mulch' (stones or marbles or gravel) I've used slate, which is...yeah, 'interesting' and not the prettiest thing on the planet, but I happened to have it to hand.

Method:

First, wash your mulch (my slate chippings were covered in dust, which would turn the water brown (no thanks)

Fill your vases with a layer of your chosen mulch (6-8cm is ample) and then fill with water so that the water comes just level with the top of the mulch.

Now place your bulbs a-top your stones or whatever. Soon, their clever roots will 'feel' that there is water below, and start growing downwards. The long stems will grow upwards, supported by the sides of your chosen container.....and then there will be those blooms....and that scent...Delish

Take back your mint...

...Take back your pearls....

It just turned chilly enough for me to wish I was on the beach wearing a bikini.

...and mint is THE thing to evoke the freshness of summer.

Here's how to have it over the winter.

You need:

1 mint plant (do you already have one? You probably think it's died...It hasn't...It's just having a bad hair day, because it's winter).

1 pot, with holes in the bottom

A bit of multi-purpose compost (peat-free please)

Some horticultural grit, or pea gravel.

Method:

Take your plant and knock it out of its pot, or yank it out of the ground (whatevs, just get a nice bit of root...long and squirly).

Cut the root into small bits, about 2cm long.

Now fill your pot with compost, just a couple of centimetres shy of the rim, and lay the root pieces, 2-3cm apart, on the surface.

Cover the root cuttings (for that is what they are) with grit or gravel, water the whole thing, and leave it inside your kitchen windowsill.

Magic will happen...and soon (the above photo and the one below were taken exactly 14 days apart) There is nothing quite so lovely as seeing those pale green hairy leaves peeping up at you - just keep the thing watered and you'll have mojitos for Christmas.

 

 

Hey, you!...yes YOU!

My publishers have produced a calendar...and very pretty it is too. It's to get people in the mood for my book, which will be out in March...

...Would you like one? Or two? Or three?

I've got hold of some and I thought I'd sell them for charity.

It's a useful piece of kit...You'll never turn up to work on a bank holiday, or forget Valentine's day with one of these babies.

Be warned, it does have my mug on the front, but that's the bit that faces the wall when you've hung it up, so phew, basically.

Just donate what you want by clicking the button below (minimum donation of £3 per calendar please, to cover my costs), then email me (Laetitia AT laetitiamaklouf.com) with your postal address and how many calendars you want, and I'll send one out to you quick-sticks!

I'll be sending the profits to RSPCA who help animals out of truly hideous situations, so please give generously...it's Christmas.

THANK YOU!

...and if you've never, ever shared or re-tweeted or told someone about a post before...then please make this your first time...I'd love to raise LOTS of money for this wonderful charity xxx

Violet's Spoon

 

I never knew anything called 'stir-up Sunday' existed until I saw it on Twitter.

Is it an American thing? Why have I missed it? Possibly because my mother (very sensibly) buys her Christmas Cake from a SHOP.

Anyhow, I'm a sucker for family stuff like this (well, I'm in the first bloom of motherhood aren't I)...so I did the cake thing, and we stirred....

and wished with eyes tightly closed...

And because it is a CEREMONIAL type of stirring, I dug out Violet's spoon.

Violet's spoon was given to me by my cousin Paula when I got married. It belonged to her grandmother (Violet) and is more a weapon than a spoon really.

It is vast and long-handled and great for doling out food when you've got friends round, because you can serve someone at the opposite end of the table without getting up from you chair....(very lazy).

I love it.

...so as I was stirring and wishing, I knew I had to celebrate the spoon a bit more...

You need:

A spoon like Violet's (or, obviously, any shallow bowl-like thing). See here for more suggestions

Some sempervivums or other succulents. I have babies a-plenty from this project, but you can find them in the better garden centres (the ones that haven't removed every single plant and replaced them with yawny christmas things).

Multi-purpose compost

Horticultural grit or gravel

Method:

Carefully select a few choice rosettes, nipping them from your plant with your fingernails - (the babies shooting outwards from the main mother rosette are perfect for this, but if your plant doesn't have any then just carefully pull a whole rosette off your plant, remove the bottom two layers of leaves so you get a 'stalk' and use that.)

Put a small amount of compost in the spoon or whatever you are using, dampen it slightly with water so that it's moist but not wet (turn the whole thing upside down and squeeze any excess water out through your fingers if you add too much).

Now just poke your rosette or rosettes into the compost, and finally fill in the gaps with gravel.

Display. (I will be displaying Violet's spoon indoors in a bright place over the winter, and then re-planting the semps outside in the spring).

Watering. I'll be watering Violet's spoon with a tiny smidgin of water every couple of weeks, but only because they're indoors. My outdoor ones get nothing at all...ever.

 

My thanks to English Mum for posting about stir-up Sunday...Her cake recipe is here and looks fabulous. I used my favourite cake book of the moment, Pam Corbin's River Cottage Cakes, because I happened to have it in my handbag when I was a the supermarket (yes, you read that right...it is hand-bag size). Her Christmas cake recipe is called 'The Mother Cake' - brilliant name.

Cyclamen wedding cake

 

All of us...(oh, not you then...?) okay, but MOST of us have one of these thingys lying around.... a wire cake stand, that is...

After the initial 'ooooh, that's purdy, I'll so USE that for all the, CUPCAKES I make!', mine ended up in a cupboard just TAKING UP SPACE.

So I thought I'd use it for some kind of confection of cyclamen, which, let's face it, are the only thing widely on sale right now everywhere.

You need:

A cake stand like mine, preferably one that's annoying you.

Cyclamen. For my cake stand, I used 6 little plants (all on sale, because they were in a sorry state, and I had to save them). You could also use little ferns, or little pots of ivy, or pansies.

Multi-purpose compost

Sphagnum moss, which comes in sheets - perfect for lining anything that is holey, and prettifying anything that is ugly.

Method

Line the wire stand with moss so there aren't any gaps. Now remove the cyclamen from their pots and squish them in, using extra multi-purpose if you see any gaps. Water it and disPLAY. I put a candle in the top bit, but chocolate fingers would be even better (or of course, another cyclamen).

You're going to need to put the whole thing on a big plate or tray to catch any bits. Keep the plants watered so that the compost remains moist but not sopping. I take the whole thing outside and let it drip out before I return it to the table. I tend to water cyclamen quite carefully because if you let big droplets linger on the leaves or stems then they often rot. To avoid this, I use a watering can with a thin nozzle and stick it under the leaves so that I only get water on the compost.

And last but not least, remember to dead-head. This will give you more flowers....

...and you'll like that.

x

Girl....PLANT the damn thing!

Still feeling Novemberish, so more Kelly Rowland in my head...

I'm a procrastinator (like all the best people)

I always wish I could wiggle my nose and have stuff done in an instant.

I spend MUCH more time dreaming about what it would be like to wiggle my nose and get stuff done than it takes to DO that actual thing.

These erysimum (wallflowers) for example, have been languishing for weeks on my garden table. I got off my bottom and planted them today....(It took me TEN minutes).

...because I knew if I didn't then I wouldn't get this:

...and that would be a shame.

I feel better.

x

 

Potted Sunshine

This weird warmth highlights the fact that temperature has nothing to do with my feeling iffy at this time of year...it's all about light levels.

So here is another better-making series of things, for when you're feeling a bit Novemberish.

This time I'll be adding some non-planty stuff to each post...because there are things I like OTHER than gardening....(just saying).

There's a voice in my head...it sounds a bit like Kelly Rowland (no, I don't know why)...and she's saying:

GIRL....

....plant some bulbs.

You do this by getting hold of some bulbs and burying them in compost....IT'S THAT SIMPLE.....really.

I have been VERY naughty and bought some READY PLANTED ONES (It's okay, no-one will know - these are Narcissus 'Geranium') and put them in a basket with my faithful friend sphagnum moss. I found these at Clifton, where I was lurking today. Looking at this basket reminds me of Easter. I like that.

...get your toes done.

An instant heart-gladdener. I know it's winter, and nobody sees my toes....but I see them, and, well, I'm SOMEBODY. Colour: Chanel 307 'Orange Fizz', because it sounds like a petunia cultivar, and it makes my feet look tanned. I like that.

 

...do something nice.

I went here, and clicked on 'donate'. Seeing the pictures made me giggle, and doing something (however small) about godawful cancer made me feel good. I like that.

 

Heathers

 

I'm going to come clean and say that I've been a heather-hater my whole life

As far as I'm concerned the ONE good thing about them is their family connection to blueberries...(blueberries are cool).

So I was in the garden centre the other day, lurking (as you do), and I saw the usual autumn offerings...along with those alarming DYED ones...and I seized upon these little darlings, all conveniently in a six-pack thingy. Looking rather scruffy and lonely (and somehow nicer than all the bigger heathers)...

The great thing about heather is that it's pretty much zero maintenance if you're using it purely decoratively (if you want to plant up a hillside, well, that's another matter.

I just squished them into teacups...

The teacups (and yes, I DO understand that some of you may be more interested in these than the heather) are a present from my mother-in-law - hand-painted with flowers and insects...each one different...and teeny tiny, for SIPPING tea rather than slurping it.

I'll probably water intermittently for a while, because I can see flowers appearing and I want to see them... and then I'll stop altogether and see what happens (other heathers, in other people's houses, just seem to dry out and stay looking the same).

These are pretty...They make me feel christmassy (without being conifers).

They've inspired me to learn about them...so I'll be back with more heathery trivia soon.

They're out in the shops now, so do some squishing of your own, if you like.

xxL

Ps you'll notice some buttons just below here....I am IMMENSELY proud of myself for having managed to put them there "all on mySELF" as babety would say...so please do use them to share this if you feel like it. Also, there is a facebook 'like' box over on the right (I had help with that one, from the Hunk)....I'd LOVE you to be my friend on facebook, (I don't know why I'm so shy about my page) so please click there and 'like' my page and share it with your friends if that would please you.

 

 

Scent for a rainy day...

A big basket of hyacinths, for those prepared to play the long game...Normally you'd be doing this in September for Christmas blooms, but, well, I forgot...and at any rate, who needs MORE stuff at Christmas? - It's the bleakness of January and February I want hyacinths for.

You need:

Hyacinth bulbs (available now, but selling fast) I like 'Carnegie' or 'Jan Bos'. Protect your hands when you're touching them...some people are hyacinth-bulb-allergic.

A basket (lined with plastic) or other container - the large one here is 35cm diameter

Bulb fibre (but if you can't get it, then multi-purpose is fine)

Something to cover the container with so that the bulbs stay in the dark...I use a deep plastic pot saucer

Method

Just plonk your bulbs in, leaving the tips uncovered, and then water the whole thing, cover the containers with something to keep things dark, and leave it somewhere cool and dark (I use my basement, but if I had a garage I'd use that). Check the bulbs periodically to make sure the compost doesn't completely dry out and wait until the shoots are about 7cm high (this could take anywhere between two and four months....you're simulating late winter and early spring - tricking the bulbs into coming up when you want them to.

Bring them out into the light and relative warmth of your home and they'll burst forth with their glorious scent before you know it.

Enjoy x

 

October dreams

Somebody loves their dahlias....

I've been meaning to snap this garden for ages. Glad I waited till now though, because I think it's at its best in October with dahlias a-go-go. It's in an uber-posh street with big houses. I don't know who lives there, but I love that they haven't done the usual 'tidy' thing (see the next-door house, below).

I love October more and more every year. It was the first month I was ever properly aware of, being my birthday month, but it means so much more with the gardening bug in place. Hunk took me to the divine Dock Kitchen, whose menu reads like a poem about autumn. Pheasant biryani with rose petals and gold leaf... #thatisall

x

Sexy salad...after.

My beautiful nasturtiums which I sowed in window boxes back in June and have been glorifying my very boring side return for months now got trampled by something or someone yesterday, and I suddenly realised I hadn't posted a photo of the 'finished product', so to speak.Luckily, I had taken some a few weeks ago...(unfortunately AFTER I had pillaged the plant for peppery kicks...but you get the idea) These would have gone on and on until they get nuked by frost All I have done is water them...that's it.

Here's the recipe to remind..but obviously, don't sow yours till next year now...

You need A container Multi-purpose compost with a few handfuls of grit added Nasturtium seeds

Method Fill you container with compost and push in your seeds, 12cm apart and 1.5cm deep.  Cover them with compost and water the whole thing well so it gets thoroughly soaked.  Your seedlings will appear in a couple of weeks.  Let them grow on for a couple more, and then steel yourself and pull out half of them so that each plant has 25cm of space....Brutal but necessary (sorry).

Never ever ever EVER let the compost dry out.

Enjoy your day-glo cascade

Squish black-fly as and when they appear, or hose them off with a jet of water, or spray them with a weak washing up liquid solution....Just don't do nothing, because the critters are sap-suckers and, well, you want your flowers to bloom bodaciously don't you.

Have fun lovely ones.

Beauty and the bench

Been meaning to post this for some time...

The sort of bench you need to buy another bench for, so you can sit and gaze at it.

from a friend's garden that I love...terrible photo, but hey ho.

Have a lovely sunday x

Hot right now...

NUDES

Seedheads - I can't remember what this was when it was alive...could it be bergamot? Anyone? Gorgeous, isn't it?

Pennisetum alopecuroides 'Hamelyn' A touchy feely bouncy bunny rabbit of a plant. I have it in pots right now but it's going to be the star of my flowerbeds this time next year.

Panicum virgatum 'Rehbraun' This is another one that I'm grooming for to take centre stage next year. Babety calls it 'tickly-tickly', which I think is a better name than the one it has at the moment.

And that concludes my list of autumnal hotties. I will add them to the Lust List, (which is getting very badly neglected because of my neanderthal wordpress skills). I shall rectify this...one day.

Hot right now...

WHITES

Schizostylis coccinea alba - I adore these bulbs, and I have them in pink too. They will flower until the first frost and I grow them in window boxes as well as in the ground.

Hydrangea paniculata grandiflora - I have these as cutsie little standards in pots and I ADORE them. I've just read that Sarah Raven gives her stems of hydrangea a bath to make them last in water...GREAT TIP! - I'll be trying that one the next time I snip from these. My love for hydrangeas has intensified since I learned that Madonna hates them.

Erigeron karvinskianus - Frothy, sometimes pink-tipped petals, as if the fairies had left their lipstick on them. This is the perfect grow-anywhere pretty. I have it edging some of my borders, both in full sun and full shade; it seems not to care. I need more more more.

Gaura lindheimeri - I saw that I needed more of this last year, and duly planted more, and it wasn't enough. Butterflies of white (or pink if you want).

..and lastly...a hellebore that must have thought this summer was actually just a mild winter....and who could blame it?

Next time, and last in the series: the NUDES