31 August 2016
30 August 2016
25 August 2016
I ventured out this morning to bask in the views; pink camellias over the neighbours fence, glistening rain drops on pink flowering blossom trees and stoic green lichen gripping on steadfast to the old sheds' roof tiles. These August days are closing in preparation for spring and we all look forward to the warmer weather.
Posted by andrea at 14:14
20 August 2016
Such a chilly morning when I awoke. While preparing the customary hot tea, I glanced over at the kitchen window, noticing how pretty the daffodils appeared against the dewy, misted glass. While there are only a handful growing in the garden, the few that open their sunny heads are much appreciated.
Plum blossoms, though short lived are blooming in all their splendour and the flowering quince's days of showing off to the world, are nearly over for this year.
My house is never without pickings from the garden. Nature spirit always needs to be inside.
Posted by andrea at 12:06
16 August 2016
Posted by andrea at 18:26