Well Friday has rolled round again and what a week it has been. It started off on a positive note but unfortunately went down hill, however this seems to be the norm at the moment and so when Friday comes around it’s a relief. The tension in my neck and shoulders seems worse than ever and I think I need to see about some serious massage therapy, but until then I have my flowers to cheer me up and put the smile back on my face. Gardening has always been an outlet for me, more so now I have the greenhouse! This evening has been a treat as although it is cool, grey and damp the droplets remaining after the rain storms look beautiful on the emerging flowers and leaves, the plants seem as relieved as I do that it’s Friday, their stress has been lack of real water for weeks and so now they look refreshed and revitalised. Here is the sole surviving Allium, sadly last years terrible slug fest seems to have destroyed the other bulbs, but this one is a treat, I hope you like it! Have a lovely relaxing weekend and thanks again for all your views, likes and comments!
I dont know if you are anything like me but flowers always make me smile. It started at an early age, my Grandfather George used to carry me around the garden and tell me all the names of the plants and flowers, sometimes stopping to let me smell them. It was a real show garden with perfect borders, expertly mown grass lawns and showstopping roses. My Granny’s garden was somewhat different, city based and functional with vegetables and herbs edged with bricks and a concrete path down the middle and a railway line behind a privet hedge, but it would flower into life with scented sweet peas, bluebells and cottage garden flowers self set by seeds dropped by the birds that flew overhead and the rhubarb picked fresh was a treat! And so began my life long love of all things flora. Colour, scent, texture and pattern you cannot ignore them, even so called weeds can be utterly beautiful, maybe we should all make more room in our gardens and our hearts for flowers…….
Candles fascinate me. Every time I visit a garden centre or a gift shop Im drawn to candles, not fork handles as in the sketch by The Two Ronnies (just had to throw that one in…bet your all doing the voice now right?!). You can light a candle for many reasons, to give an ambient light for a romantic meal, to change a mood with a lovely scent, or to simply remember a loved one in a church or a memorial place. Candles with wicks have been documents as early as Roman times when they were used as a light source to light homes and temples but even earlier forms are known to have been used by the Egyptians. I prefer candles to electric lights, especially in the winter months but this one in todays image is purely for its heavenly scent, jasmine and waterlily apparently, and I especially like the patterns that the melted wax has made around the edges. The only difference between the two images is a slight variation in white balance.
Now this may seem like a bit of a cheat…..Last week some of you may have read that I was away with work in Paris, now most of you would be thinking how lovely! Those of you who know me will know that I am a real home girl, I love to be at home (not that i dont like to get away every now and again but Im not one for flying!!!). So as much as I enjoyed the experience of Paris which is a fascinating and beautiful city I was sooooo glad to be home. Arriving into the office on Monday I sat at my familiar desk with all its familiar things, photo of my wonderful Nan, a sketch presented to me by old colleagues many years ago that still makes me smile and an Ivy cutting that Im currently cultivating…….but then there was a new addition, no…. not a pile of work…..but a printed sign…..now some of you return home to family, husband, wife, children, partner, pets……you will all know that feeling of coming home…..isnt it nice to know that your missed?