A few years ago I found an old log thrown out with a bag of bits and bobs collected from around someone's garden. It looked to be fairly freshly sawn, so I gathered it up - as ya do - and took it home to my wildlife garden. Not so much a garden really, but definitely wild - in fact the only tetative tie in it has with the word 'garden' is by virtue of the fact that it is outside the house! But it does house one of my small ponds and waterfalls - that makes it just fine in my book. It runs the entire length of the house, but on the darker side which makes it ideal for all creeping things, small furry things, spiny things (for him/her/them there is a house), and winged things. So - basically, if you are a 'thing', and you fly, crawl, scutter (love that word!) and happen to need a place of safety away from cats, dogs, kids, jays (they take more young birds than any other crow - including magpies!), you can come and live, feed wash and brush up in my side garden. It is chockerblock full of trees, slowly rotting logs, and all things animal friendly. Each morning at 6 and again at midday (later in the winter), toast and cheese is put out. Generations of blackbirds who nest each year in the dense trees along the impenetrable fence stand waiting and are duly nourished. I rarey venture into that garden. I visit only to replace the hay in the hedgehog house and check the water pump. The majority of the snails and slugs stay put there (alas not all), so even for them it is a good arrangement - apart of course from the odd one that dies 'cos it's eaten - but you can't win 'em all, and I do my best! ^=^ I tell you all this because - um...oh yes. The log I found. Imagine my surprise when I happened to look out last Spring (last year, that is), and found it had actually sprouted leaves, albeit small, at least to start with. I recognised it immediately as an Elderberry! As a child in Wales (now too, truth be told), I used to eat the berries of this tree until my throat hurt, and the plus is the flowers! I adore white flowers of any sort, (daisies are my all time favourites), and this particular white against that dark green, especially on a mature tree is a sight to behold. My little specimen hasn't quite reached those dizzy heights yet, but given time... ^=^ Short story long....I took this in the woods. It has many very old Elders, and the shape of this flower drew my attention. I've tweaked it slightly, but the shape of the heart was plain to see from the first. Apologies for the prolonged diatribe, but at least you now know I have a side garden. ^=+ I shall be back later to play 'catch-up' - right now I'm off to introduce Barney to a very large (18 hands), Welsh Cob! Thank you for taking the time to look. ^=^