The Mysteries in the Mulch

On finding treasure, terror and trespassers

There’s an anemone coming into bud in a pot in my garden. I have no idea how it got there.

As far as I can recall, I have never planted a spring-flowering anemone, nor have I inherited any from the previous owner. But undeniably, there it is.

I don’t particularly like spring-flowering anemones. Japanese anemones? Oh absolutely. I adore them. I love ‘Fri…