The woad has grown massively since I last wrote about it, and I transplanted it into the garden on the weekend. Due to a late sprout, there are now seven plants, although one of them is a bit sickly. I was originally going to dig a new section next to the vegetable garden in the back yard to plant it in, but ended up putting it in the front, because there was space and nothing else to put there. Despite being the same plant, they are each quite different and seem to have their own personalities, so I have given them names. So without any further ado, allow me to introduce Norman, Claire, Jingles, Bobo, Stan, Frank, and Junior.
Norman
Norman hasn’t quite fully recovered from the transplanting yet. He’s sensitive, has shapely leaves, and is, as you can see, a bit off-kilter.
Claire
Claire is very pretty. She has lovely shiny, paler green leaves, and is waving at Bobo, her favourite little brother.
Jingles
Jingles is suffering a bit from the attentions of an infatuated beetle, and may soon lose a leaf. However, he is staying strong, shooting up more to replace it as fast as he can.
Bobo
Bobo is a bit lopsided. That one leaf on his left grew too small, and now the next one coming in will be too big in compensation. Oh well, he’s trying.
Stan
Stan is the biggest. He amuses the others by talking to them in a fake English accent and singing “Suzanne Is A Funnicle Man” at the top of his lungs.
Frank
Frank is the beautiful baby boy, the surprise late germination. Despite his late start, he is shaping up to be the nicest of them all.
Junior
Junior is undoubtedly the runt of this litter. He’s not dead, but hasn’t grown at all in almost a month. I’ve put him next to the rose that has recently come back to life in hopes that it will inspire him not to give up.
Now you know my little family. They’re all set up to grow and grow and eventually evolve into pretty blue dye!
Tags: Garden, seedlings, transplanting, woad
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