No matter how much you’ve enjoyed a long trip, it’s always nice to come home, isn’t it? Funny how that works. Your own bed & comfy sheets, the way your home brewed cuppa tea in the morning tastes so much better than any hotel tea (except maybe in London)
Other than the unpacking, and the stack of bills awaiting you, it’s a grand feeling.It’s especially nice to come back to roses on the 11th of November!
I know we should be cutting them back, but it’s hard when they’re still making such an effort!
Some of them are about 7 to 8 ft. high.
About the same height as my bills and catalogues.
I’ll be back in a day or so-I went to a much needed “Restorative Yoga” class tonight and my bed, my wonderful bed, is calling to me
Much like the highly anticipated arrival of le Beaujolais Nouveau in Europe every November, I happily await the sprouting of my helibores. A humble little flower, not unlike the Beaujolais in that regard, it still has earned a soft spot in my heart for it’s sheer consistency, not to mention that it takes literally only moments to throw together a pretty bouquet- they practically arrange themselves. Well, lo and behold, le helibore est arrive’! There is hope for Spring people! I took these photos in my severely sodden garden yesterday morning as we enjoyed a brief (so they say) respite from El Nino. It is supposed to return tomorrow. I will be double checking my kitchen gutters you may be assured. And for those of you inquiring after Rachel U. the spider, she appears to have forsaken her spot in front of my desk window, at least for now. As I said, she never seemed to catch anything there anyway. In the meantime, during these hot chocolate and Wellington boot days, I have the pretty little faces of my helibores to enjoy while the rains continue to throw us into a complete tizzy here in Southern California.
Slim Paley Photo
Recommended reading with your hot chocolate; Any of the gardening books by Beverley Nichols. A friend gave me some for my last birthday and I just love them. Like having Noel Coward in the garden. All available on Amazon.
Down the Garden Path has stood the test of time as one of the world’s best-loved and most-quoted gardening books. Ostensibly an account of the creation of a garden in Huntingdonshire in the 1930s, it is really about the underlying emotions and obsessions for which gardening is just a cover story. The secret of this book’s success — and its timelessness — is that it does not seek to impress the reader with a wealth of expert knowledge or advice. Beverley Nichols proudly declares his status as a newcomer to gardening: “The best gardening books should be written by those who still have to search their brains for the honeysuckle’s languid Latin name … “