Foxglove-apocalypse

Be not proud! One week after my “14 foxglove” post, we’re down to 7.

Some got rained on so hard they broke; Luke, Ezra and Vincent fell a hammock on a few; Chris’s friend James hit some with his bike (or Chris did) and you always lose a couple to particularly fine cricket shots.

After it rained when I was away, it was very dry for a couple of days, so some appear weirdly to have completely dried out before setting seed (is this a virus or just dryness?).

I wonder what affect this will have on how many foxgloves we have in 2023. Maybe we won’t have any or the ones left will just have more offspring?

The ones with lots of of spikes are still doing well so I’m putting this picture in again just to make me happy.