For some unfathomable reason, the sight of these Lysimachia Aurea (Golden Creeping Jenny) flowers always brings running water to mind. While they do love an abundance of water, and are often employed near streams and ponds and such, I’ve never had occasion to encounter them in such a setting. Yet whenever I see them they bring to mind the cooling sound of water. Maybe it’s just wishful thinking and an overactive imagination. Regardless of the why in my harried brain, I find them a refreshing sight. The foliage of these is less chartreuse than when the plant originally went in several years ago – re-seeding may have dulled the brightness of the foliage, though it still feels fresh. It’s possible that the sports revert to the duller green, emboldening the nursery to propagate rather than the poor home gardener such as myself.
In this case, I planted a few of these in potted plants several years ago; they trailed and escaped into the surrounding ground, and I let them remain there as it wasn’t an area I was tending to anyway. When they took off a bit, I increased the caretaking and watering, and did well enough to coax out some flowering. Here they stay, spreading a bit more, to the point where they may need to be contained at some point. Those are the good gardening problems to have. It’s so much easier to cut back and cut out than to repair or regrow. Except in the case of bamboo. Don’t get that started, unless it’s a clumping variety. (And I’m told that those aren’t as well-behaved as some literature would have one believe.)
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