Hello Friends
Something is very wrong with my blog. If you can read this, please leave a comment below so I can get some idea of what is happening, even if it's just "yes"
Thank you
Deborah
Tuesday, 29 August 2017
Sunday, 20 August 2017
An Apology!
Hello Friends ~~~
This is just a quick note, to apologise for having swamped your Reading List with all my blogs since January this year. It was an accident, I assure you and I can only guess as to what happened.
I made a tiny tweak to some of my settings, yesterday evening, and this may have caused this to happen. Believe me, I didn't dream anything like this would happen, it is obviously a foible of Google Blogger, but, sadly some of you have already become very upset at me, and have even left. This makes me sad, I did not ask for this to happen, and had I known what would happen as a result of my tweaks, I would have left well alone.
Please accept my heartfelt apologies. I am so embarrassed by it all.
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah xo
This is just a quick note, to apologise for having swamped your Reading List with all my blogs since January this year. It was an accident, I assure you and I can only guess as to what happened.
I made a tiny tweak to some of my settings, yesterday evening, and this may have caused this to happen. Believe me, I didn't dream anything like this would happen, it is obviously a foible of Google Blogger, but, sadly some of you have already become very upset at me, and have even left. This makes me sad, I did not ask for this to happen, and had I known what would happen as a result of my tweaks, I would have left well alone.
Please accept my heartfelt apologies. I am so embarrassed by it all.
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah xo
Tuesday, 1 August 2017
A Road Trip Down Memory Lane
Hello Friends!
We're stepping out of the garden and away from the cottage today for a trip down Memory Lane ~~~
There are a handful of words that bring delight and joy to my spirit ~ some of these words are funny, or require some thought, such as "discombobulate" or are just happy sounding words, such as "marshmallow" or "sunflower", and some aren't really words at all, but are just lovely, silly words, such as "jumbleberry" or "mimblewimble". There are other words, however, that string together and intrigue me or invite me, and two of these words are "road" and "trip" ~ Road Trip!
I love a Road Trip, and a couple years ago this was my interpretation of the prompt "Route 66" for the annual ICAD challenge ~~~
I haven't been on a Road Trip in some decades, not properly, and maybe the last time was wa~a~a~y back in 1984 when my lovely Dad flew out to San Francisco and over three weeks we drove across America to Virginia Beach. Now that's what I call a Road Trip indeed. Here are a few photos from that epic journey, please don't expect fantastic compositions, they are photos of photos, for back in the day it was 35mm film and the photos have aged over the decades between ~~~
Let's start at the very beginning ~ remember back in the 1980's when scrapbooks and photo albums looked like this? Three ring binders which we covered ourselves with padding and fabric, adding a frill, and the insides were nothing more than photo sleeves with no room for movement? We've come a long way, baby!
and we're off ~~~
At the time, I lived in Northern California, in a small village called Ferndale. After we picked Dad up in San Francisco, we back tracked 150 miles to show him where I'd lived for a year ~~~ I can see the little church I attended every Sunday, middle right!
Then we carried on further south to Carmel and took in the sights of the world famous Seventeen Mile Drive ~~~ secretly, we hoped to see Clint Eastwood!
Then we turned inland, and visited the abandoned ghost town at Barstow ~~~
We spent a night in Las Vegas ~~~
and the next day we continued to journey east, and the next major stop was the spectacular Grand Canyon ~~~
We then followed the road to Arizona where we were in total awe of the giant cactus, and, as Daddy was a massive fan of westerns, a trip to the set of Old Tuscon was a must ~~~
There's a rather large gap now because some of the photos have gone missing, but we ended up, safe and sound in Virginia Beach before heading north to Washington DC for a few days before Daddy flew home after his month long visit to America, and a trip of a lifetime ~~~
The dilemma I now face is whether or not to upgrade these photos to a new album. I'd love to see them in a scrapbook format, but then I'm taking away part of the history, the time in which this is how photo albums looked. Maybe I'll tidy up my photos of the photos, have fresh prints made and make a new scrapbook with them?
Recently, a lovely and generous online friend of mine went on a Road Trip, up, and down, the Pacific Coast North West {some more words that, when strung together, tug at my heart strings ~ for I long to be there, Seattle, Puget Sound, Olympia, and so on} and guess what? She took me, and a few others, along for the journey! We were all very well behaved, well, we were for most of the time.
Anyway, to bring me along on this virtual journey, I've received, in the post over the past few days, a series of lovely post cards that have made it feel as if I really was there, and isn't this such a kind and generous thing to do? Here's what I got in the post over the last week ~~~
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah xoxo
We're stepping out of the garden and away from the cottage today for a trip down Memory Lane ~~~
There are a handful of words that bring delight and joy to my spirit ~ some of these words are funny, or require some thought, such as "discombobulate" or are just happy sounding words, such as "marshmallow" or "sunflower", and some aren't really words at all, but are just lovely, silly words, such as "jumbleberry" or "mimblewimble". There are other words, however, that string together and intrigue me or invite me, and two of these words are "road" and "trip" ~ Road Trip!
I love a Road Trip, and a couple years ago this was my interpretation of the prompt "Route 66" for the annual ICAD challenge ~~~
I haven't been on a Road Trip in some decades, not properly, and maybe the last time was wa~a~a~y back in 1984 when my lovely Dad flew out to San Francisco and over three weeks we drove across America to Virginia Beach. Now that's what I call a Road Trip indeed. Here are a few photos from that epic journey, please don't expect fantastic compositions, they are photos of photos, for back in the day it was 35mm film and the photos have aged over the decades between ~~~
Let's start at the very beginning ~ remember back in the 1980's when scrapbooks and photo albums looked like this? Three ring binders which we covered ourselves with padding and fabric, adding a frill, and the insides were nothing more than photo sleeves with no room for movement? We've come a long way, baby!
and we're off ~~~
At the time, I lived in Northern California, in a small village called Ferndale. After we picked Dad up in San Francisco, we back tracked 150 miles to show him where I'd lived for a year ~~~ I can see the little church I attended every Sunday, middle right!
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| Daddy in the Redwood Forest |
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| Heading South ~ no trip to CA is complete without a winery tour! |
Then it was on, south, to San Francisco where there were many things to see, so here is a selection ~~~
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| Golden Gate Bridge at Sunset |
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| Alcatraz |
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| Skyline |
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| Dad with my 'Californian English Springer Spaniel' Gwen |
Then we carried on further south to Carmel and took in the sights of the world famous Seventeen Mile Drive ~~~ secretly, we hoped to see Clint Eastwood!
Then we turned inland, and visited the abandoned ghost town at Barstow ~~~
We spent a night in Las Vegas ~~~
and the next day we continued to journey east, and the next major stop was the spectacular Grand Canyon ~~~
We then followed the road to Arizona where we were in total awe of the giant cactus, and, as Daddy was a massive fan of westerns, a trip to the set of Old Tuscon was a must ~~~
There's a rather large gap now because some of the photos have gone missing, but we ended up, safe and sound in Virginia Beach before heading north to Washington DC for a few days before Daddy flew home after his month long visit to America, and a trip of a lifetime ~~~
The dilemma I now face is whether or not to upgrade these photos to a new album. I'd love to see them in a scrapbook format, but then I'm taking away part of the history, the time in which this is how photo albums looked. Maybe I'll tidy up my photos of the photos, have fresh prints made and make a new scrapbook with them?
Recently, a lovely and generous online friend of mine went on a Road Trip, up, and down, the Pacific Coast North West {some more words that, when strung together, tug at my heart strings ~ for I long to be there, Seattle, Puget Sound, Olympia, and so on} and guess what? She took me, and a few others, along for the journey! We were all very well behaved, well, we were for most of the time.
Anyway, to bring me along on this virtual journey, I've received, in the post over the past few days, a series of lovely post cards that have made it feel as if I really was there, and isn't this such a kind and generous thing to do? Here's what I got in the post over the last week ~~~
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah xoxo
Saturday, 22 July 2017
When Summer Rain and A Treasure Arrive at the Cottage
Hello Friends!
Thank you, and a
heartfelt welcome, to several new followers who have found their way here in
the last few days. I hope you enjoy my ramblings and photography, and I love it
when you join in and leave a comment to say “hello!”
Before I share what’s
happening in the garden, you may recall I mentioned that my favourite author, illustrator,
and Happy Person, Susan Branch, has so brilliantly and thoughtfully arranged
for her beautiful bone china mugs to be made available here in the UK for all
her UK followers. Well, it has since happened,
and you can buy them from Nursery Thyme in Devizes {in person or online} and
guess what? My Autumn mug arrived in today’s post! I could not be happier with
it, it is so perfectly Autumn, and just a darling mug, both in pattern, shape,
and to hold ~ as well as to treasure! Do
you see the attention to detail by continuing the pattern down the handle? Can you hear my squeals of utter delight? Although my birthday is not for a few more months, this is my very special birthday gift to me ~~~
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| Perfect companions! |
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| Always counting our blessings |
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| attention to detail! |
I’ll take a moment to gather myself before moving on!
~~~~~
Summer rain, sweet,
soft, gentle summer rain has fallen for days across the garden, and sometimes
it has been not so soft, sliding sideways like needles in horizontal torrents
with a rare summer gale blustering in from the Atlantic Ocean. There’s not much to be done when the weather
misbehaves other than hunker down inside and wait for the gales to blow over and make yourself comfy and cosy indoors with a big pile of books and plenty of hot tea and cakes ~~~
Once the winds and
rains have passed, it is time to nip out quickly between the showers with my
camera to see what is happening. Some of you know me well enough by now to know
that rain on plants is one of my favourite subjects, so this morning was
another such excursion ~~~
There was a little
damage, my poor Verbena Bonariensis were lying down and having a rest across
the path as their whippy stems failed to keep up with the lashing winds, but
they are now snugly tied back up using the hydrangeas as support. The
Alchemilla Mollis is also flat, but once the sun comes out and dries it, it
will perk up and be resplendent as ever. It is one of my favourite plants: it
fills gaps in borders well; is very tolerant of both lack of care and too much
fussing; its acid yellow makes everything around it come alive with colour; and
it makes a pretty addition to any small arrangement of flowers. A most appreciated
plant indeed.
Everything looks
pristine, freshly showered and still sprinkled with raindrops, and yes, some
raindrops on roses, but no kittens, not today, I think the rain has driven them
away!
The Musk Mallow is looking
very pretty indeed as it wraps around my ‘corgi’ which was a gift from a corgi
loving friend. The Monkshood {which is
not doing so well this year} is one of my favourite colour schemes as it has a
Bindweed {Morning Glory} twined up its spike, and I just love the striking
contrast of purple, green and white in combination.
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| "IGRAINE" |
The succulents, despite the rain and cloud cover seem to be preparing a few more blooms in the cluster ~ I am looking forward to this!
And in a rare moment of sunshine, a beautiful butterfly settles on a raspberry leaf to warm its wings while opportunity strikes ~~~
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah xoxo
Tuesday, 18 July 2017
Autumn Whispers on the Morning Air ~~~
Hello Friends!
As we slide, softly, sometimes scorchingly, into mid summer, and July is over half way spent, my mind turns more and more to that most delicious season of them all ~ Autumn ~ when nature's paintbox goes into overdrive with one last Hurrah! of colour, fruits, and harvest.
I can wait no longer to sing out everything autumn! My Pinterest boards are burgeoning once more with many themed pins! Hygge tugs at my heart, and the nights are already coming earlier with promises of cosy nights, curled up in front of the fire, candles burning, stacks of books and magazines waiting to be read, and handmade quilts made just for snuggling under ~~~
To make Autumn even more delicious this year, my favourite author and illustrator, Susan Branch announced on her Twitter feed, just this very week, that her new range of art illustrated mugs will soon be available in the UK! Did you hear me squeaking with excitement and delight? Saving of pennies commences! I want them all, of course, but I have a particular favourite ~ can you guess?
There is a certain feeling in the air that my heart searches out in earnest every year, that day when the air quietly whispers that autumn is on her blissful way ~~~ and this magical morning I felt those first gentle words on the west wind as it whispers across my garden from the salt laden ocean ~~~
The wild field poppies are giving one final burst of summer colour ~~~
The apples are swelling with the sweet summer rainfall and ripening in the warmth of the summer sun ~~~
Rosehips which will feed the birds in the winter, encouraging them to continue foraging instead of pecking at the supplementary feeders ~~~
The blackberries on my two hundred year old stone wall are preparing for a generous pick, and soon there will be Blackberry and Apple Pie, a Cobbler or two, and jam ~ always jam for a sweet reminder of the summer and autumn months gone by, and a dose of Vitamin C!
Just the other day, I shared with you my excitement over the unexpected flowering of two of my succulents here. Each new day now brings a change, and here are the photographs I took yesterday as the sun started to slip into the evening and they are opening beautifully ~~~
There's not a lot of change this morning, but I'm hoping there will be some movement during the day, once the sun comes around and warms them up, maybe they'll open up some more, revealing their gorgeousness and contrasting colours ~~~
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah xo
“There are two times of year:
waiting for Autumn, and Autumn”
As we slide, softly, sometimes scorchingly, into mid summer, and July is over half way spent, my mind turns more and more to that most delicious season of them all ~ Autumn ~ when nature's paintbox goes into overdrive with one last Hurrah! of colour, fruits, and harvest.
I can wait no longer to sing out everything autumn! My Pinterest boards are burgeoning once more with many themed pins! Hygge tugs at my heart, and the nights are already coming earlier with promises of cosy nights, curled up in front of the fire, candles burning, stacks of books and magazines waiting to be read, and handmade quilts made just for snuggling under ~~~
To make Autumn even more delicious this year, my favourite author and illustrator, Susan Branch announced on her Twitter feed, just this very week, that her new range of art illustrated mugs will soon be available in the UK! Did you hear me squeaking with excitement and delight? Saving of pennies commences! I want them all, of course, but I have a particular favourite ~ can you guess?
There is a certain feeling in the air that my heart searches out in earnest every year, that day when the air quietly whispers that autumn is on her blissful way ~~~ and this magical morning I felt those first gentle words on the west wind as it whispers across my garden from the salt laden ocean ~~~
The wild field poppies are giving one final burst of summer colour ~~~
The apples are swelling with the sweet summer rainfall and ripening in the warmth of the summer sun ~~~
Rosehips which will feed the birds in the winter, encouraging them to continue foraging instead of pecking at the supplementary feeders ~~~
The blackberries on my two hundred year old stone wall are preparing for a generous pick, and soon there will be Blackberry and Apple Pie, a Cobbler or two, and jam ~ always jam for a sweet reminder of the summer and autumn months gone by, and a dose of Vitamin C!
Just the other day, I shared with you my excitement over the unexpected flowering of two of my succulents here. Each new day now brings a change, and here are the photographs I took yesterday as the sun started to slip into the evening and they are opening beautifully ~~~
There's not a lot of change this morning, but I'm hoping there will be some movement during the day, once the sun comes around and warms them up, maybe they'll open up some more, revealing their gorgeousness and contrasting colours ~~~
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah xo
Saturday, 15 July 2017
Sweet Summer Succulents
Hello Friends!
Heartfelt thanks to all who sent wishes for a speedy recovery. I'm getting there slowly, and as any of you who suffer with back problems of any kind these things take time and lots of care in movement! At least I am able to walk about almost normally now.
So, I have not done very much of anything other than hobble about to fix food and do minimal cleaning while enjoying the remainder of Wimbledon fortnight. Disappointing in some respects, but uplifting and joyful in others. It was sad to see both Andy Murray and Johanna Konta go out, but they did very well flying the flag, and I'm so proud of them, especially Andy Murray who played incredibly well considering his injury, which makes me feel so wimpy nursing my bad back! It was so very uplifting to watch the Men's Wheelchair Doubles competition, and the British pair, Hewett and Reid, the reigning champions, retaining their title! Matches are still in progress, with the Men's Singles Final tomorrow.
I am in total awe of the wheelchair tennis competitors, as I am with the para~athletes currently competing in London at the World Para~athletics Championships. When I was growing up, this genre of competition was never heard of, but in the last few years athletes and sports men and women with a disability have become a force to be reckoned with, and the generation growing up now will grow up with para~athletics as if there was never a time when it did not exist. I think this is a wonderful and inspirational thing indeed, they are the real superheroes and not a cape in sight, unless you count the flags flying out behind the winners on their laps of honour!
I digress! I don't watch a lot of sport, but enjoy a few select things, as you can tell, so let's get back to the garden.
The weeds are enjoying themselves during my absence. This morning, however, while I went to the garage, I noticed a couple of spots of bright colour, one in the porch, one in the slate trough that sits in front of the cottage. Closer examination shows that two of my succulents are in bloom! I'm so excited about this. I have lost almost all my cacti and succulents and am starting to slowly rebuild a collection for myself, so this is a very encouraging start. The small tower I planted up a few weeks ago is settling down well and the cuttings are establishing themselves and starting to grow, and there are new babies on the succulent I bought for the top pot ~~~
I've noticed some fine, feather weeds in the pots so I think I'll have to find an old tweezers to get them pulled out quick as I can!
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah xo
Heartfelt thanks to all who sent wishes for a speedy recovery. I'm getting there slowly, and as any of you who suffer with back problems of any kind these things take time and lots of care in movement! At least I am able to walk about almost normally now.
So, I have not done very much of anything other than hobble about to fix food and do minimal cleaning while enjoying the remainder of Wimbledon fortnight. Disappointing in some respects, but uplifting and joyful in others. It was sad to see both Andy Murray and Johanna Konta go out, but they did very well flying the flag, and I'm so proud of them, especially Andy Murray who played incredibly well considering his injury, which makes me feel so wimpy nursing my bad back! It was so very uplifting to watch the Men's Wheelchair Doubles competition, and the British pair, Hewett and Reid, the reigning champions, retaining their title! Matches are still in progress, with the Men's Singles Final tomorrow.
I am in total awe of the wheelchair tennis competitors, as I am with the para~athletes currently competing in London at the World Para~athletics Championships. When I was growing up, this genre of competition was never heard of, but in the last few years athletes and sports men and women with a disability have become a force to be reckoned with, and the generation growing up now will grow up with para~athletics as if there was never a time when it did not exist. I think this is a wonderful and inspirational thing indeed, they are the real superheroes and not a cape in sight, unless you count the flags flying out behind the winners on their laps of honour!
I digress! I don't watch a lot of sport, but enjoy a few select things, as you can tell, so let's get back to the garden.
The weeds are enjoying themselves during my absence. This morning, however, while I went to the garage, I noticed a couple of spots of bright colour, one in the porch, one in the slate trough that sits in front of the cottage. Closer examination shows that two of my succulents are in bloom! I'm so excited about this. I have lost almost all my cacti and succulents and am starting to slowly rebuild a collection for myself, so this is a very encouraging start. The small tower I planted up a few weeks ago is settling down well and the cuttings are establishing themselves and starting to grow, and there are new babies on the succulent I bought for the top pot ~~~
I've noticed some fine, feather weeds in the pots so I think I'll have to find an old tweezers to get them pulled out quick as I can!
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah xo
Tuesday, 11 July 2017
Short and Sweet
Hello Friends!
First, a heartfelt, country welcome to all my new followers. You've found your way here by different hosts {Google, Networked Blogs, etc} and no one has told me you are here, but I've noticed my numbers have gone up! So happy you have joined my little page and I hope you enjoy your visits and thank you for following me.
Well, it has happened again. I've pulled my back. Let's not dwell on this, or how it happened {reaching for my pot of face cream this morning} but suffice to say my mood is low as, once more, it happens at the worst possible time for the garden. The lawn needs its regular mow tomorrow, there are berries ripe and ready to pick, and pots that still need watering despite the gentle summer rain today. So thankful for the rain, because, at least it puts a natural, not medical, halt to the gardening; however, there is tomorrow and the next day, and so on, when I will be sitting or hobbling and becoming very frustrated. At least there is still Wimbledon for a few more days! It's getting really exciting now, and I am riveted to it.
This does raise a big issue, though, as the increasing number of occurrences of my back going at the most inopportune times {but then again, is there ever a good time for back pain?} is making me seriously readdress what I'm doing, and going to do with my garden. Without dwelling on it, I also have arthritis in my spine, so feel I can never get ahead these days, and the weeds are seriously no longer a joking matter. I am rethinking deeply now, and researching a lot on line; I have to accept that I may have to get someone in to help me make the garden lower maintenance all round, at least to help me with the heavier work of digging, moving soil and big rocks.
With our changing weather patterns, I have spent about five years looking at what is doing well in the garden and what is not. Some plants thrive, others wither and disappear. Some are nothing more than slug fodder! Ah! Slugs! The bane of every gardener, I'm sure of it.
I am in the middle of measuring up the various plots. My Berry Patch turns out to be 36 foot long by 10 1/2 foot wide plus two odd shaped triangular bits on the end which I did not include. My former vegetable plot, soon to be a herb and tea garden, measures 17 foot by 23 foot not including a funky shaped bit on the end! I have not yet measured the lawn and borders, those are for another day, but my drive measures 65 yards long! That needs constant weeding both sides and down the middle. It is a lot of work for me, with all my other responsibilities too.
I have started making plans for all of these areas, and have bought myself a lovely Strathmore spiral bound art journal with 190 gsm paper to record my intentions and progress. There is lots of room to expand as I stick in seed packets and photos, as well as being a deliciously large A4 portrait format! Did I mention I bought two of them!
So, dear friends, this is my plight again, but in the meantime, and on a more cheerful note, here are some photos of what is flowering in the garden this week ~~~
So, dear friends, I sit in miserable pain, but it gives me time to reflect on what is happening in the garden and what needs to be done to move forward.
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah xoxo
First, a heartfelt, country welcome to all my new followers. You've found your way here by different hosts {Google, Networked Blogs, etc} and no one has told me you are here, but I've noticed my numbers have gone up! So happy you have joined my little page and I hope you enjoy your visits and thank you for following me.
Well, it has happened again. I've pulled my back. Let's not dwell on this, or how it happened {reaching for my pot of face cream this morning} but suffice to say my mood is low as, once more, it happens at the worst possible time for the garden. The lawn needs its regular mow tomorrow, there are berries ripe and ready to pick, and pots that still need watering despite the gentle summer rain today. So thankful for the rain, because, at least it puts a natural, not medical, halt to the gardening; however, there is tomorrow and the next day, and so on, when I will be sitting or hobbling and becoming very frustrated. At least there is still Wimbledon for a few more days! It's getting really exciting now, and I am riveted to it.
This does raise a big issue, though, as the increasing number of occurrences of my back going at the most inopportune times {but then again, is there ever a good time for back pain?} is making me seriously readdress what I'm doing, and going to do with my garden. Without dwelling on it, I also have arthritis in my spine, so feel I can never get ahead these days, and the weeds are seriously no longer a joking matter. I am rethinking deeply now, and researching a lot on line; I have to accept that I may have to get someone in to help me make the garden lower maintenance all round, at least to help me with the heavier work of digging, moving soil and big rocks.
With our changing weather patterns, I have spent about five years looking at what is doing well in the garden and what is not. Some plants thrive, others wither and disappear. Some are nothing more than slug fodder! Ah! Slugs! The bane of every gardener, I'm sure of it.
I am in the middle of measuring up the various plots. My Berry Patch turns out to be 36 foot long by 10 1/2 foot wide plus two odd shaped triangular bits on the end which I did not include. My former vegetable plot, soon to be a herb and tea garden, measures 17 foot by 23 foot not including a funky shaped bit on the end! I have not yet measured the lawn and borders, those are for another day, but my drive measures 65 yards long! That needs constant weeding both sides and down the middle. It is a lot of work for me, with all my other responsibilities too.
I have started making plans for all of these areas, and have bought myself a lovely Strathmore spiral bound art journal with 190 gsm paper to record my intentions and progress. There is lots of room to expand as I stick in seed packets and photos, as well as being a deliciously large A4 portrait format! Did I mention I bought two of them!
So, dear friends, this is my plight again, but in the meantime, and on a more cheerful note, here are some photos of what is flowering in the garden this week ~~~
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| Mothering Sunday gift, this will be nurtured and used in a border later on |
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| Glam Rock hydrangea |
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| Beautiful, prolific, frothy, acid yellow, and useful Alchemilla Mollis |
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| miscellany of bits and pieces and my garden corgi "Igraine" |
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| Fragrant red dianthus, quaking grass, Alchemilla Mollis |
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| Monkshood {Aconite} |
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| Crocosmia "Lucifer" |
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| Glam Rock hydrangea with the long, whippy stems of Verbena Bonariensis |
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| Wild Field Poppies in my 'wilderness' bit |
So, dear friends, I sit in miserable pain, but it gives me time to reflect on what is happening in the garden and what needs to be done to move forward.
Until next time ~~~
~~~Deborah xoxo
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