Monday, June 11, 2007
11th June. The back garden.
Today Mam commented that our garden must be beautiful.
And so I will now show you our very small back garden. We have little knowledge and have filled the small growing areas with lots of perennial plants, most of which return each Spring like old friends.
The garden, like our house, is full of clutter! There are ornaments and pictures and bits and pieces. I could tell you where much of it came from and why it seemed to be important.
The pictures were all taken at dusk - it was almost 9 o'clock.
It is good to record the long summer evenings.
This is the view from the outside the French windows from the lounge.
I can sit on a chair there with a cup of tea and a book and enjoy the vista of flowers. Yes, I think it is beautiful.
This is a view from outside the back door.
This view shows the collection of shells and stones and other things. Many of the shells came from Thailand. The old piece of wood came from the oak tree that was felled close to the front of the house.
You might just be able to see the silver plant container on the right which was my mother's pressure cooker. It contains some mint that we dug up from a meadow in Slovenia.
The lupin plant.
And so I will now show you our very small back garden. We have little knowledge and have filled the small growing areas with lots of perennial plants, most of which return each Spring like old friends.
The garden, like our house, is full of clutter! There are ornaments and pictures and bits and pieces. I could tell you where much of it came from and why it seemed to be important.
The pictures were all taken at dusk - it was almost 9 o'clock.
It is good to record the long summer evenings.
This is the view from the outside the French windows from the lounge.
I can sit on a chair there with a cup of tea and a book and enjoy the vista of flowers. Yes, I think it is beautiful.
This is a view from outside the back door.
This view shows the collection of shells and stones and other things. Many of the shells came from Thailand. The old piece of wood came from the oak tree that was felled close to the front of the house.
You might just be able to see the silver plant container on the right which was my mother's pressure cooker. It contains some mint that we dug up from a meadow in Slovenia.
The lupin plant.
The tall white canna lilies ( I think that's the right name) that Jean gave to us. I have forgotten the name of the plant in the foreground.
The door into the garage is just a few feet across from our back door.
The wall to the right of the garage door has a small border in front, which has had a number of plants grown there. Ashley had given us a lovely honeysuckle which thrived very well. Unfortunately it was too rampant. We need the space between the kitchen and the garage wall for a whirlygig washing line and the honeysuckle stopped it turning.
Now we have some small heathers and conifers mostly. If they grow too big they will have to go.
The large expanse of garage wall is the back ground to our collection of tiles. Some came from Sorrento and some we have found at car boot sales.
This hanging basket is immediately outside the French windows. The plants were bought at the Ford car boot sale on the day of our trip to Chichester and Bosham with Ashley.
This is the view from the kitchen window.
