Odds and ends
The recent strong winds and rains here have played havoc with anything that is not well staked.
The big yellow things in front of the window have suffered a bit. I did divide them last year and planted a clump next to a fence, in the hopes of being able to remove this original lot from in front of the window. It was given to us a few years ago by a friend with a small garden because "it was too big!. I know what she means.
This photo was taken a couple of days after the first one, and the day lilies have started to bloom. At least thats what I think they are. And strangely all previous years they have been buttercup yellow. I could swear - in fact I shall have to go and look for photos. Do they always do that?
A favourite of the Man of the House - they remind him of an aunty's garden in years gone by.
Sweet peas are a favourite of mine, but I dont sow the seeds, just buy them as tiny plants. They have done well this year, despite the wind and the damp weather.
Alchemilla mollis - I cant resist it after rain! Who cares that it has tiny flowers too .........
The evening sun just caught my £5 pottery pretend Japanese lantern - next to a mossy stone (watered in the dry spells)
I took myself off to Clouds Hill - where I had never been, in all my thirty three years in Dorset.
It was bought by the famouse T.E. Lawrence (Lawrence of Arabia) as a hideaway when just a primitive gamekeepers hut. An escape from the roughness of Bovington Army Camp nearby, somewhere he could write, listen to music and be quiet. I climbed the small hill behind which looked down on the roof and out over the Dorset valley of the Frome river.
It was bought by the famouse T.E. Lawrence (Lawrence of Arabia) as a hideaway when just a primitive gamekeepers hut. An escape from the roughness of Bovington Army Camp nearby, somewhere he could write, listen to music and be quiet. I climbed the small hill behind which looked down on the roof and out over the Dorset valley of the Frome river.
I could stare for hours at the sky beyond pine branches. It touches something very deep in my soul, such a satisfying shape.