Rumex sanguineus
20th May 2012
There is a certain pleasure in addressing a dock by name. Bloody Dock.
Back in the halycon days when the hardy plant society sales were filled with robust women carrying boxes
of plants growing in yoghurt pots I came upon a small seedling with curious red veined leaves.
A quizzical look elicited the information that it was "a dock, a bloody dock, a Bloody Dock."
I paid 20p and it felt like putting money in a swear box. I was warned that I would never be without it.
I have never been without it but it has never been a problem though I am sometimes surprised by
its appearance where no bloody dock had previously been known.
I still enjoy its appearances about the place so it was worth the 20p.