Just testing...
Monday, July 6, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
July 3rd, 2009
Took the camera along with me when I went to change water tonight, - it was getting late but a nice light for taking pictures.
The Bee Balm all ablaze and making a nice contrast for the lilies that bloom in front of it.
The garden umbrella that shades the diminishing patio is in danger of being pushed to other quarters by the hollyhocks and the flourishing sweet peas.
Above it all a sweet summer sunset, and the last bit of light on K Mountain.
Took the camera along with me when I went to change water tonight, - it was getting late but a nice light for taking pictures.
The Bee Balm all ablaze and making a nice contrast for the lilies that bloom in front of it.
The garden umbrella that shades the diminishing patio is in danger of being pushed to other quarters by the hollyhocks and the flourishing sweet peas.
Above it all a sweet summer sunset, and the last bit of light on K Mountain.
Monday, June 29, 2009
June 29, 2009
Evening in the garden
Lilies and the Darby
First bloom on the new Clematis
The Dill, which takes me back in memory to Mrs. Demchuk's garden where it grew in great profusion, and where every airy stalk was used.
the scarlet blooms that first caught the eye of the hummingbird who came to sip at the feeder.
A profusion of Lilies and Shastas.....
And the early evening moon that looked down tenderly on this little English Garden jungle.
Evening in the garden
Lilies and the Darby
First bloom on the new Clematis
The Dill, which takes me back in memory to Mrs. Demchuk's garden where it grew in great profusion, and where every airy stalk was used.
the scarlet blooms that first caught the eye of the hummingbird who came to sip at the feeder.
A profusion of Lilies and Shastas.....
And the early evening moon that looked down tenderly on this little English Garden jungle.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Friday, June 26th, 2009
The lamb's ears are encroaching on the driveway, blithely. They care not where they go, - even across the road and down the path.. If I could I would dig a whole bunch of the babies up, pot them and give them away.. not the right time of the year for that, though.
The Shastas didn't abide the long spell of cold weather during the winter, but they were rather running wild last summer, so this has tamed them down somewhat. They are still lovely and bright and fresh, and I plan to use some of them with the sweet peas on the altar this Sunday.
And here are the sweet little star flowers (whose name I don't know). There are more of them in the bed by the trailer, and they lend a certain delicacy to the more brilliant flowers.
The sweet peas, growing ever taller. Past the point where I can open the garden umbrella... it is a constant task to keep the volunteers at bay, and I love the garden, but it is getting rather like a jungle. A great removal, replanting scheme is going to have to be devised....
The lamb's ears are encroaching on the driveway, blithely. They care not where they go, - even across the road and down the path.. If I could I would dig a whole bunch of the babies up, pot them and give them away.. not the right time of the year for that, though.
The Shastas didn't abide the long spell of cold weather during the winter, but they were rather running wild last summer, so this has tamed them down somewhat. They are still lovely and bright and fresh, and I plan to use some of them with the sweet peas on the altar this Sunday.
And here are the sweet little star flowers (whose name I don't know). There are more of them in the bed by the trailer, and they lend a certain delicacy to the more brilliant flowers.
The sweet peas, growing ever taller. Past the point where I can open the garden umbrella... it is a constant task to keep the volunteers at bay, and I love the garden, but it is getting rather like a jungle. A great removal, replanting scheme is going to have to be devised....
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
June 23rd, 2009
I haven't been neglecting the garden - indeed the wheelbarrow has been full of spent poppy greenery today, and remnants from a run-away patch of mint.
The Lilies are blossoming and there is the occasional rose bud opening on the damaged Prairie Princess, but the most exciting news of all is that the bud on the Abraham Darby has bloomed true!
There are four towering branches reaching almost to the top of the barn flowers and coming from below the graft on the root. But there are three branches from above the graft, and with tender loving care I hope this rose will recover.
The Precious rose that we brought from the Lost Garden has a small delicate shoot, about three inches high. I hope it is a portent of resuscitation...
Charles has been tending the curly willows along the fence, and yesterday we bought two mole traps to ward off those pesky creatures. Instant success this morning.
The growth on the baby trees is fabulous and encouraging.
Down in the apple orchard the June drop is over, and the apples left are a great size for this time of year.
Caspar and I walk down the road and peer into the lovely coolness of the grassy avenue between the trees.
The horses come to visit, - Worms, Chester and Uncle Dudley, and the first apricot coloured hollyhocks begin to bloom, free of the pests that felled them last year. There are some around here that don't care for hollyhocks, but I have a nostalgic fondness for them.
Tomorrow we will look at the lambs ears, blooming, and the little starry flowers that came with the roll of wildflowers. And the sweet peas and the shasta daisies, and the yellow daisy, and the lovely delphinium that are reaching the end of their glory. And the cornflowers and pansies, - I need more room, more room...
Now it is time for bed
I haven't been neglecting the garden - indeed the wheelbarrow has been full of spent poppy greenery today, and remnants from a run-away patch of mint.
The Lilies are blossoming and there is the occasional rose bud opening on the damaged Prairie Princess, but the most exciting news of all is that the bud on the Abraham Darby has bloomed true!
There are four towering branches reaching almost to the top of the barn flowers and coming from below the graft on the root. But there are three branches from above the graft, and with tender loving care I hope this rose will recover.
The Precious rose that we brought from the Lost Garden has a small delicate shoot, about three inches high. I hope it is a portent of resuscitation...
Charles has been tending the curly willows along the fence, and yesterday we bought two mole traps to ward off those pesky creatures. Instant success this morning.
The growth on the baby trees is fabulous and encouraging.
Down in the apple orchard the June drop is over, and the apples left are a great size for this time of year.
Caspar and I walk down the road and peer into the lovely coolness of the grassy avenue between the trees.
The horses come to visit, - Worms, Chester and Uncle Dudley, and the first apricot coloured hollyhocks begin to bloom, free of the pests that felled them last year. There are some around here that don't care for hollyhocks, but I have a nostalgic fondness for them.
Tomorrow we will look at the lambs ears, blooming, and the little starry flowers that came with the roll of wildflowers. And the sweet peas and the shasta daisies, and the yellow daisy, and the lovely delphinium that are reaching the end of their glory. And the cornflowers and pansies, - I need more room, more room...
Now it is time for bed
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
June 17th, 2009
Here's what I found in the garden this evening...
The lone lily now has companions...
The delphiniums make a delicate pastel bouquet...
The baby pink rose, - I think it shows promise...
And the golden orange grocery store rose that survived the winter when other sturdier ones succumbed??
First of the heritage perennial sweet peas, circa 1920, - planted by Charles' Mother along the front of the orchard where he was raised. We rescued some of the seed and brought them to the Similkameen where they flourish - absolutely.
And the last of the scarlet orientals...
A cat's eye view of the garden from the paths she loves to hide in....
Thought we might get a bit of rain when we woke to a cloudy morning, but only a few drops and tonight the sky was bright and clear and happy white clouds bounced along above the Cawston Basin.
Here's what I found in the garden this evening...
The lone lily now has companions...
The delphiniums make a delicate pastel bouquet...
The baby pink rose, - I think it shows promise...
And the golden orange grocery store rose that survived the winter when other sturdier ones succumbed??
First of the heritage perennial sweet peas, circa 1920, - planted by Charles' Mother along the front of the orchard where he was raised. We rescued some of the seed and brought them to the Similkameen where they flourish - absolutely.
And the last of the scarlet orientals...
A cat's eye view of the garden from the paths she loves to hide in....
Thought we might get a bit of rain when we woke to a cloudy morning, but only a few drops and tonight the sky was bright and clear and happy white clouds bounced along above the Cawston Basin.
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