Scottish Folk Song: Rowan TreeOh rowan tree. How fair wert thou in simmer time, wi' all thy clusters white. On thy fair stem were mony names which now nae mair I see. But there engraven on my heart, forgot they ne'er can be.
I'm very proud of my Rowan tree. It was a freebie from school during lockdown and started life as a very scraggly twig. I planted her out, in a pot at first, then as she got stronger I planted her in the back garden.
That was three years ago, and this year is the first year she's had flowers.
Unfortunately having the pups now means I have to move my lovely Rowan to the front garden, as they are poisonous to dogs. Once hubby has finished the front fence I am going to attempt to move her and keep my fingers crossed she survives.