Tuesday, 15 April 2014

The humble bumble

One of my favourite pastimes is photography.   My favourite subject is bees, and for sure the bumble bee tops the list.    I take dozens of images each week and most are deleted.   Every now and again I take a photograph that really pleases me.   It takes patience, and a little  bit of luck to get a good picture.   Yesterday I spent two hours in the garden with my camera and in the very last minutes captured this garden bee working amongst the blooms.     I like the softness of the image and the detail on the bee.   It was worth the time and effort......another photograph to put in my 'bee book'..............

Sunday, 13 April 2014

Down on my knees

 I have been down on my knees for most of the day.    I enjoy weeding.    It gives me time to get close to the plants and study them.   I also find it very calming.    I love the Dicentra and Maple together.....the colours are perfect.
 It gave me time to appreciate the tiny little bells of Tellima Grandiflora.   A woodlander, a gift from a blogging friend a few years ago.   Each year I split the plants and now they edge the woodland walk.     I do so love small blooms............... 
It has been a beautiful day....wall to wall sunshine.    My mother has spent the day with me.    She loves to sit in the conservatory and watch me work around the garden.
I rustled up a salad for lunch with plenty of herbs from the garden.      
We chatted  about Dad ...... Mum told me so many lovely stories about their courtship........things that have never been mentioned before.

All in all it was a good day...........

Tuesday, 8 April 2014

In Repose

 My father was a quiet man.   Often, he would sit in the garden, gazing into space, his thoughts his own.    I would ask "Are you ok Dad?"     My mother would swiftly reply "He is in repose"
 Dad would turn his head towards her, a twinkle in his eye, and smile.    Yesterday as I took photographs of the blossom on the cherry trees, I thought how much my father would have loved to see this 'little orchard'.    Planted in his memory, how I wish I had planted it when he was alive.
As I walk away, I look back.........in my minds eye I could see Dad, sitting in the old deckchair, floppy hat, miles away.   "You ok Dad?"
"Yes........... I am in repose."

Monday, 7 April 2014

 Stillness: The sound of the rain.     The bee fly waits.
 The gardener waits.........
Patience is a virtue.

Thursday, 27 March 2014

Within this space......

 It has been a difficult day, I always find emotional issues draining.    When we love someone we do what we can to make their life better.....we go the extra mile to bring a smile, give a gentle hug when we know that is all they need, take them out for a drive to see the wild flowers, a picnic in the car, their aching body does not allow them to walk far these days.   Most of the time I cope but today I felt so very weary of the constant tugging  at my heart strings.    Coming home is my salvation, before me the garden that I love, the patch of earth I have worked for 13 years.  
Just one hour, that is all it took, one hour of weeding, watching the bees and birds and my spirit lifted.    Cheryl-you must take time to smell the flowers...............

Wednesday, 26 March 2014

Cold winds and frosty nights

 Many of the Acers have broken bud.     With a cold wind and frost at night I am concerned the fragile leaves may brown.    I had some spare fleece in the shed and have covered some.   Fingers crossed all will be well.
Dicentra are in bloom, a bit to early for my liking.      Gardening is challenging at times.   The weather is something we have to learn to accept.    I just wish Mother Nature would make her mind up....Spring or Winter :)

Friday, 21 March 2014

If you go down to the woods today.........

 The woodland walk has surpassed all expectations this Spring.   The mild wet winter certainly seems to have given plants a boost.   There have been losses, Pulmonaria 'Sissinghurst White has disappeared.   Strange because Lungwort thrive here.
 Summer snowflake is in bloom.........much too early.
 Several Helleborus 'Anna's Red' have been planted.   A Christmas gift from my mother.
 As I walk along the woodland path, the beautiful scent of Clematis Armandii fills the air.    Planted over six years ago, to cover ugly fencing along the back of the garden, it has struggled.    Not so this winter, the mild/wet weather has helped it romp along the netting, it looks beautiful.
As I leave the woodland area I notice feathers on the grass, a sure sign the Sparrowhawk is back.

Another gardening year ahead, the sap is rising.   I have a spring in my step, do you???