Late Summer Colour

It’s been such a difficult time. For everyone. So it wasn’t a huge surprise to me when I saw that it’s been well over a year since I wrote on here, or even looked at it.

Summer’s gone, but there’s still some colour left, and I want to record it.

Our garden has always been a spring garden with loads of colour. Late summer has been more of a problem though. So I made an effort this year to plant some Busy Lizzies and some begonias. I don’t know enough about flowers to know exactly what varieties I have here. Perhaps someone will be able to tell me from the photographs?

I actually didn’t mean to buy the big frilly ones with the large leaves. I thought they were a smaller variety when I sent for them. I’d always associated them with that type of regimented planting you see in municipal gardens. But these are gorgeous, extravagant blowzy beauties. Opulent red, fiery vermilion, rippled peach, bubblegum pink, lemon bonbon yellow and wedding white. I love them, and my only regret is not realising what they were – and planting them too close together.

The smaller variety of begonia, along with some petunias and pelargoniums, were rescued: bought for next to nothing from a supermarket where they had nearly dried out. They have repaid me handsomely, although half the petunias were eaten by slugs.

Walking in the Rain

There’s been a lot of rain this week. Quite a lot of it fell on my day off, when I went for a walk by a river. I snatched some photos on my phone…

The roads were wet and the river was full. Brown, muddy water, moving much too quickly for my liking.

Mossy trees.

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Bowed and broken branches.

Dark fields.

Spring is not here yet. Not here. Not quite.