It sounds like I am not alone in this rather tricky area!
In case you are wondering the black Capri's will stay for now...
I am so glad that I have a few skirts and dresses ready for summer wearing.
As I type this post it is hot outside and I am wearing a black bamboo dress by Gilmour which is very cool and offers enough coverage...
Can you imagine a world without garden flowers?
From a simple daisy to a heritage rose flowers add immense beauty to our day.
Whether you pick a bouquet and bring them inside arranged in a vase or tend a perennial garden like I do admiring them in place where they grow...
I don't know when I decided that I loved gardening but have a hunch it was when I was a young girl of about 6 years old. I used to spend lots of time with my grandmother and would often spend the weekend with her.
We'd do all kinds of fun things, regular domestic chores, but for me they were extra special because I shared them with her. We would bake pies, make jam and bread. Her house always smelled wonderful!
I remember that she had a Victory Garden and we'd go outside and pick our greens before supper.
If the vegetable on the menu were peas we'd sit on the back steps with bowls and shuck them...
I'd pop a few sweet peas in my mouth when she wasn't looking!
She let me help her plant vegetable seeds.
They were planted in wax coated milk cartons that she had cut in half. (waste not want not)
We filled them with fresh soil, popped in the tiny seeds and then gently watered them before placing them on the window sills of her Edwardian home.
Watering these daily and then seeing them sprout and grow was fascinating.
After they matured we moved them to her veggie patch in the back of her house.
One of the crops that I remember harvesting was watercress...we made sandwiches with her freshly baked bread, slathered them with salty butter and popped on a handful of the watercress. We ate these for lunch with a pot of freshly brewed tea. Gran Gran introduced me to tea and I have loved this daily ritual ever since.
The peppery flavour of watercress to this day transports me back to that wonderful time of my youth with my beloved Gran Gran. I think of her often and miss having her here in my life...thank goodness I that I was fortunate enough to have spent so many days with her and hold so many precious memories of her close to my heart.
The view from my laundry room looking out at The Humble Bungalow back garden.
Our Foxgloves and roses are blooming brightly.
I like to sit here and listen to the sounds of the birds and the bees as they flutter about in the garden.
The bees love flying deep into the foxglove trumpet flowers....
their buzzing takes on a vibrational sound when they are inside.
I like to take my lunch outside when I am gardening.
Egg salad and pea shoots on Silver Hills Little Big Bread with some carrots
(WW 1 point for two pieces of this fantastic sprouted grain bread)
I work up quite an appetite when I am outdoors pottering about among the beds!
I took this photo at Zanatta Winery when I was there a couple of weeks ago.
Planters are so great that you can place them in the perennial borders
they can fill in those spots that need a shot of colour.
I'm about to start this novel...
after a long soak in the tub with Epsom's salts!
"For happiness one needs security, but joy can spring like a flower even from the cliffs of despair."
~ Anne Morrow Lindbergh ~
Enjoy the weekend!