Cooler!

Isn't this a pretty graphic?  No, it is not me.  Were I to stand on that balcony it would probably collapse under the strain!  Our garden is not that romantic and dreamy either.  We have never followed the advice of professional gardeners such as Gertrude Jekyll and colour co-ordinated our plants.  Mike and I both love vibrant colours and we really do not care if they clash or not.  We have quite a few trees and shrubs in the garden so there is much green and bright colours look wonderful against them.

Here are a couple of pictures I took yesterday evening.

A little hazy because I was taking it against the sun. You can see a real mixture of Geraniums, Busy Lizzies, Roses, Mesembryanthimums (wish I had thought to remove the dead leaf).

Here is how an impressionist painter would see it:-

It was so pleasant sitting out there yesterday evening watching the clouds tinged with pink and gold, the fading of the sun.  I sat by the pond listening to the sound of the waterfall and fountain, watching the fish glide silently through the clear water and catching glimpses of butterflies (the first I have seen this year). The air was filled with the scent of Roses, Lavendar and  Heliotrope and the birds were lifting their voices to the heavens.  I sat for a long time. Then it was time for watering and once again I revelled in the smell of damp earth and the freshness . After that was done, I sat by the pond again.  The spraying must have seemed like a shower to the frogs because they all emerged from under rocks and stones to sit by the pool edge to feel the droplets fall on them from the overhanging plants.

The time I spent in the garden last evening really fed my soul and filled my heart once more with the wonder of nature.

I feel privileged to have a garden.  It is hard work sometimes, our choice of plants would not be to everyone's liking, but it is our little bit of heaven, our own paradise.  Out there we can forget we live in a built up area, we can forget the troubles of the world.  We can be at one with nature.

Thankfully, it is cooler today. Still bright and sunny but with far less humidity and we should be able to spend more time outside.

I hope you all find your own little bit of heaven this weekend.

 

P.S. Stuart is not the only one who can come up with "groan" jokes.  How about this

Why was six afraid of seven?

Because seven eight nine.