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Yes, Jan. Same horse. Different jockey., I think. Steve.

Yes, Janice, I think that is it. Interesting that it is also known as Lily of the Incas, because, my dog in the last but one picture, is called Inca. Steve.

@pjmburns Any idea what this is? I am seeing lots of this about at the moment. It has come into flower over the last couple of days. Growing to a height of a couple of feet. Steve.

I think that I will concede defeat, and give up the Petunias to the snails. Another five snails, and a slug this morning. Steve.

Lots of these about, Janice. It wouldn't be Scotland without a few thistles, after all. Steve.

The seeds are from Poppies that I harvested last year when out walking my dogs, Janice. All from hedgerows locally. Steve.

I have sown some, Pete, and they are doing well. I have more in the garret, germinating in wet tissue, and some in bananas. Regards, Steve.

Janice, I have a lot of wild poppy seeds. If you would like some, pm your name and address, and I'll pop some in the post to you. Steve.

No thanks Pete. I'm sorted. Steve.

Another 11 snails in two pots this morning.:mad: Steve.

No visit from Santa for you then. :D Steve.

Another clever one from our village knitter. Steve.

Two Petunias in pots, were getting hammered by snails. I popped into town and bought some slug pellets. Over the last two days, I have removed 14 dead snails. We rarely see slugs up here, but we are the snail capital of the UK. Steve.

Very cool up here for the time of year, and my bedding plants are really slow to get going. No improvement for the coming week, weather-wise. Hardly any bees or fly life about. Steve.

My dry Lacecap from 18th. May. Looks to be doing ok, considering I thought that it was lost. Not the best of shape to it, but that can be sorted when it gets pruned. Lots of rain yesterday, and overnight, so no watering needed this morning. Steve.

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I don't know, Pete. They were still in bed.:grinning::grinning::grinning: Steve.

The project for today was to sand down our wee garden table, and oil it. Five minutes in, and going well, I thought that the sanding would be done in an hour. Then, "BANG", and my sander stops working. A wee delve into the innards, and the capacitor has decided to self destruct. :mad: Such...

My back certainly thought so, Lyn. :D It took a couple of hours. Hopefully, the weather gods will be kind, and the effort will be worthwhile. Steve.