Missing OH like mad, he’s due back from Cambodia on Sunday. Call it co-dependence if you want, but I call it a happy marriage…
(Tom Samek print for my 50th birthday a long time ago)
Off to House to get my dose of deserted beaches.
This is last week… it’s oh so quiet, sshh, shhh…
And then this week with a humdinger of an easterly swell!
Back to House’s garden to find colour in a bleak day.
The willow. Love my willows to pieces!
Looking up through the willow.
One of the Japanese maple’s red branches and trunk… so fell in love with it, had to plant two more!
Chamomile daisy amongst the upthrust of the hoop-petticoats. Only 8 more weeks before their chrome skirts burst into flower.
Anemone or Japanese windflower. Should be finished but obviously a show-off.
Fallen leaves like a sweep of snow over the garden.
Marjoram. Can’t work out why it wants to flower today of all days.
Rosella parrots eating my parsnip greens – how can I be peeved? Look at the colour! Beats blackbirds!