Showing posts with label garden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label garden. Show all posts

Thursday, 13 November 2014

photo journal

There has been a lot of this as I continue to take control of my sewing room:
crumb sorting
small containers to hold 'crumbs'  (anything under 2") sorted by colour
scraps in waiting
scraps waiting for my attention

square sorting
moving from open baskets to lidded storage -- this stack is for squares from 2' - 4.5"
 
and some of this in preparation for a workshop (on using coloured and variegated yarns) I am facilitating on Saturday
knitting
two samples of 'stacked pooling'

while listening to this on a continual loop in preparation for a worship service I am leading on Sunday
songlist
and a vast amount of this (we spent most of the last week of WM’s annual leave gardening)
top garden
native hibiscus in foreground, buddleia in middle ground;
clivea and camelia in backgrouns
advanced seedlings
verbena seedlings

seedlings
cosmos seedlings sown five days ago!
 There has been a daily dose of this (can’t resist that view)
deck

and tomorrow is forecast to be 40°C ( 104°F) so there will probably be some of this:
pool

Unfortunately, there never seems to be enough of this:
clock

And, yes, I do know I owe you a post about our time away!

Tuesday, 2 October 2012

he grows orchids too

Down in the back corner of our garden, in an area where I rarely go (especially in winter when there is no need to go near the swimming pool), there is a small shade house.

WM took me down there last weekend. This is what’s inside.
2012 orchid 1
2012 orchid 2
2012 orchid 3
All of these orchids were given to WM by an elderly friend of the family who is a wonderful gardener. He has looked after them well and been rewarded with these gorgeous blooms.

A couple of weeks ago, the same friend gave him this little miniature in bloom.
2012 orchid 4
Aren't they beautiful?

This post is dedicated to the orchid-growing friend whose 86-year-old husband will be buried today. She has been given a "pass" (from hospital) to attend the funeral after falling down an embankment at home the other day -- a fall which resulted in a broken shoulder and several stitches to re-attach her scalp!
We love you Lorna.
Rest in peace, George.