The cranesbill geranium seems able to grow anywhere. The cheerful flowers fill gaps between other plants in my garden with great style, beating the weeds every time. They appear in early May and just keep on going until the autumn.
Usually at the end of May, I cut down the early fading flowers to encourage even more later in the year (this is the famed Chelsea chop, at the time of the Chelsea flower show) but everything in my garden is a little late this year so I’ve left it alone. I suspect it will manage perfectly well without my help.
It’s easy to transplant. I just dig up a clump and put it somewhere else. This technique has killed many other plants over the years, but the cranesbill seems able to withstand any amount of harsh treatment.
What a shame that such a wonderful plant means envy in the Victorian language of flowers.