Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts

Monday, February 2, 2015

I haven't been in here for a very long time, sorry, I will try to do better this year.  I just want to post some photos of my garden today to stay in touch with my followers. Thank you.



















Saturday, March 5, 2011

Birthday Flowers

I had a birthday a week or so ago and thought I'd share with you some pics of the flowers I received from my lovely children and grandson.  The first three photos were taken on my birthday and the other three were taken a few days later as the gorgeous lilies came out (I should have moved the plastic bags though!).





Wednesday, November 10, 2010

My Garden Beauties After Lots Of Winter & Spring Rain

Our very old, very large apple tree only had about four flowers
on it last year, but this year is covered with blossom so perhaps
we will get some apples before the possums do.


I have no idea what this climbing rose is called but it always
puts on a glorious display, although this time the flowers
are a little bedraggled by the rain.
 



David Austin climbing rose next to the tree fern trunk
This gorgeous David Austin climbing rose pales into
insignificance beside my adorable grandson Elijah.

Even the old fuschia and pink briar rose next to the
garage are blooming this year.
 
This rose appeared out of nowhere, at the base of another rose,
so I'm guessing it's a sucker from the root stock.  It's very
pretty though.
 
No clue on name, yet again, and this photo doesn't
do the brilliant yellow colour justice.
Golden iris & unknown pink flower, flattened
by heavy rain in early November.
This very old climber only got half pruned before it began
to bloom.  Now it looks so pretty I will have to wait until it
finishes flowering before the secateurs and garden
 saw comes out again.




Not sure what type of rose this is or it's name but it is a
large bush covered with these beautiful pastel blooms
and millions of buds.
Another pic of the pastel rose - I would also
appreciate anyone telling me what it's called
and what type of rose this is.

I don't usually like single roses but this one is 
gorgeous, wish I knew it's name?

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Inspired by Spring






































Lines Written in Early Spring

By William Wordsworth (1798)

I heard a thousand blended notes,

While in a grove I sate reclined,

In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts

Bring sad thoughts to the mind.


To her fair works did Nature link

The human soul that through me ran;

And much it grieved my heart to think

What man has made of man.


Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,

The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;

And ’tis my faith that every flower

Enjoys the air it breathes.


The birds around me hopped and played,

Their thoughts I cannot measure:--

But the least motion which they made

It seemed a thrill of pleasure.


The budding twigs spread out their fan,

To catch the breezy air;

And I must think, do all I can,

That there was pleasure there.


If this belief from heaven be sent,

If such be Nature’s holy plan,

Have I not reason to lament

What man has made of man?






































Freesias (and other flowers) in our front garden - near the Silver Birch tree.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

SPRING - IT'S HERE








DAFFODILS

I wandered lonely as a cloud


That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.


Continuous as the stars that shine


And twinkle on the milky way,

They stretched in never-ending line


Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they


Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;

A poet could not be but gay,

In such a jocund company!

I gazed—and gazed—but little thought


What wealth the show to me had brought:


For oft, when on my couch I lie


In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye


Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils. [& Magnolias]

.....by William Wordsworth
















Wednesday, August 4, 2010

BEAUTIFUL BLOOMS

To celebrate the homecoming yesterday evening of my darling son from hospital I thought I would share some of our glorious camellias, (and a pretty little geranium flower) with you. Enjoy !