I do not think I moved any part of my body throughout the whole program of "Glorious Gardens from Above" which has just finished. More history, geography, heritage, interesting jobs,beautiful gardens and plants, and childhood memories. and the formula seems to be to end with a present! This time it was in Essex where I have never been but now feel i know well. Looking forward to tomorrow already.
Garden very soggy as it seems to have rained a lot during the night but dry and fairly bright now and still mild so will just have to keep an eye out for black clouds coming when I am up the top of the garden getting the weeds off my snowdrops. There is still a lot of tidying to do . I am so glad I have gravel paths I can work from and raised beds I can weed without stepping on the soil.
Like a summer's day in the garden. I got lots of work done, then took out my camera as the first Iris unguicularis is flowering and the antirrhinum "Purple Splash"is into its sixth month of flowering.
I should not have to deal with such dilemmas at my age - to stay glued to BBC1 watching Christine enthusing over a 300 year old yew which is teetering on the edge of a gorge or go over to BBCnews to see if our horizons have been stretched to the comet. Just bided my time till the end of what was an excellent program once more and then cheered at the good news from space and silently thanked whoever is responsible for letting me live long enough to see it.
Another day of waking up to a very wet garden but mild and calm at the moment though pretty dark so I expect rain is imminent. I dreamed I was on the comet last night - kept spinning till I fell off and woke up. I wrote it down in my poetry notebook i keep by the bed or else it would have gone. My subconscious really was excited about it. I suppose my enthusiasm for life and all things living stretches to wondering how it all began. There were no plants on the comet and not even water - I seemed to be treading on softness which was no doubt my duvet.
I have just heard from mr. Fothergills that the November parcel is in the post and could they have a picture and update on the Meteor pea plants we planted so I braved the fierce wind we have and got these pictures. This is the smallest of my four acers I have frown from seedlings but I think it is the prettiest and the least like its parent in the Bot. garden. The fuchsia flowers were dancing like ballerinas in the wind.
If I have counted correctly, Beaus Mum, that is one of my cyclamens. I have quite a few species but as this one is so tall i think it is a tall variety of Cyclamen hederifolium. It is a pretty pale pink which makes me think it is a hybrid between one of my pink ones and one of my white ones as I do have the pink species and alba in my garden multiplying freely. Just in case the picture below it is the Cape Fuchsia - phygelius.
Just counted again and the one you are enquiring about is my spindle bush - Euonymus europaeus, a native plant brought to me by the birds. Its orange seeds with pink bracts are glorious at this time of year.
Another wonderful episode from Glorious Gardens from Above and two gardens I had only vaguely heard of despite living in Yorkshire for two years. I look forward each day now to seeing what the present at the end is. Finding good weather for the balloon flights must have been a worry.
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I do not think I moved any part of my body throughout the whole program of "Glorious Gardens from Above" which has just finished. More history, geography, heritage, interesting jobs,beautiful gardens and plants, and childhood memories. and the formula seems to be to end with a present! This time it was in Essex where I have never been but now feel i know well. Looking forward to tomorrow already.
Garden very soggy as it seems to have rained a lot during the night but dry and fairly bright now and still mild so will just have to keep an eye out for black clouds coming when I am up the top of the garden getting the weeds off my snowdrops. There is still a lot of tidying to do . I am so glad I have gravel paths I can work from and raised beds I can weed without stepping on the soil.
Like a summer's day in the garden. I got lots of work done, then took out my camera as the first Iris unguicularis is flowering and the antirrhinum "Purple Splash"is into its sixth month of flowering.
I should not have to deal with such dilemmas at my age - to stay glued to BBC1 watching Christine enthusing over a 300 year old yew which is teetering on the edge of a gorge or go over to BBCnews to see if our horizons have been stretched to the comet. Just bided my time till the end of what was an excellent program once more and then cheered at the good news from space and silently thanked whoever is responsible for letting me live long enough to see it.
Another day of waking up to a very wet garden but mild and calm at the moment though pretty dark so I expect rain is imminent. I dreamed I was on the comet last night - kept spinning till I fell off and woke up. I wrote it down in my poetry notebook i keep by the bed or else it would have gone. My subconscious really was excited about it. I suppose my enthusiasm for life and all things living stretches to wondering how it all began. There were no plants on the comet and not even water - I seemed to be treading on softness which was no doubt my duvet.
I have just heard from mr. Fothergills that the November parcel is in the post and could they have a picture and update on the Meteor pea plants we planted so I braved the fierce wind we have and got these pictures. This is the smallest of my four acers I have frown from seedlings but I think it is the prettiest and the least like its parent in the Bot. garden. The fuchsia flowers were dancing like ballerinas in the wind.
Hi Marion, just been catching up on your posts and glad you sound so happy and been well busy bee as usual
Your pics are lovely as ever
Please can you tell me what the plant is that you posted on the ninth and pic eleven x
If I have counted correctly, Beaus Mum, that is one of my cyclamens. I have quite a few species but as this one is so tall i think it is a tall variety of Cyclamen hederifolium. It is a pretty pale pink which makes me think it is a hybrid between one of my pink ones and one of my white ones as I do have the pink species and alba in my garden multiplying freely. Just in case the picture below it is the Cape Fuchsia - phygelius.
Just counted again and the one you are enquiring about is my spindle bush - Euonymus europaeus, a native plant brought to me by the birds. Its orange seeds with pink bracts are glorious at this time of year.
Another wonderful episode from Glorious Gardens from Above and two gardens I had only vaguely heard of despite living in Yorkshire for two years. I look forward each day now to seeing what the present at the end is. Finding good weather for the balloon flights must have been a worry.