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The first day of Spring, a beautiful warm morning. And there, in our garden, bright against the blue sky – a white iris. There’s nothing …
The first day of Spring, a beautiful warm morning. And there, in our garden, bright against the blue sky – a white iris. There’s nothing …
Mis-communication is so easy when you’re in an unfamiliar environment. Different accents, different use of language, different ways of doing things – they all contribute …
Every time I try to combine colours in some painting or drawing – any kind of colour design work – I come up with colour …
If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move …
I love daffodils – it’s such a crazy name for starters, but beyond that I love they way they are, for the most part, unassuming …
A couple of weeks ago I pruned the roses. A blessing, today, I see that somehow, miraculously, the roses have noticed the days are longer. …
Spring winds Hoping the flowers burst Out in laughter — Basho I’m trying to not get excited or perhaps even to be interested in the bursting …
This afternoon I ventured out of bed between the torrents of rain to see how much, if any, of our world was still there after …
My Mum loves bulbs. I do too. As far back as I can remember bulbs have been part of our idea of garden essentials. Amongst …
Tuberous begonia flowers have a kind of Victorian atmosphere about them. I think it’s their delicate layer upon layer of petals – in this case …
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