The Yellow Buddlia one

My story starts way back in the 1990's.  I worked for British Gas, not in the main building but in a separate 'house' further round on the site, known as Business Gas.  It was about the time that British Gas was being broken up, so a lot of the engineers were to be employed by the main company or . . . being made redundant.  (I cannot find any photos!  but will update if I do find some.)
It was my first Secretarial position and I was very nervous, the staff were very friendly and welcoming and helpful.  As the engineers left we celebrated on their last day by having a meal and goodbye lunch, so that was probably the reason there was such a happy atmosphere.  The girl whose position I was taking left the company after a few weeks and so it was that I became a secretary, PA as it was later to be known.
After a few months we were notified that the remainder of us would be moving to the main office block and there was much moaning and groaning.  This office was, at the time it was built, the largest office space in Europe - very large.  It was also very busy and there was little time for 'fraternising' but  . . . . they also had coffee machines!! 

Every morning as I walked through the site to my office, I admired all the bushes and wildlife that flourished there, no maintenance was carried out at this time. 

Among the bushes was a beautiful yellow balled bush, one I had never seen before. 
It looked like a Buddlia (old spelling) but  . .  . as we all know, they only flower when the butterflies are about!! 

I had to do it . . . .

I took several cuttings . . .

One survived and grew into a great big bush and I loved it as it was one of the bushes that heralded the Spring.
https://www.rhs.org.uk/plants/2453/buddleja-globosa/details

When we had the chickens, we had to move out Buddlieas, PJ took cuttings 'just in case' which was good as several of the main trees did not survive the move. 
The cutting eventually became big enough to plant and has grown into the beautiful bush, much beloved by bees, that you see here.

It acts as a gorgeous foil against the red leaves of the Cotinus. 

Along with the rest of the garden,it hasn't been touched for several years and now, down among the undergrowth, adding a little bright touch grows a single white Foxglove.

Mother Nature sure knows how to paint a picture.