Some further photographs following my focus on the displays of Thrift on Friday. Our late May visit to Ynys Llanddwyn was the perfect day for admiring delicate beauties, including white shells under foot. And was there ever a more beautiful gate?
Penstemons and my little cat, 7th November, 2015
Penstemons provide value for money and are special plants for me seeing as they were the last gift from my dear mother - though not those below as a particularly hard winter did its worst some years ago. Still, the frosts have not yet affected us and the temperature yesterday when I took the photographs was an unseasonal 19°C.
And another gift that I have had for over twenty years is my little cat, she's potty but mothered the fuchsia through last winter with the help of a warm south facing wall and a little luck.
And another gift that I have had for over twenty years is my little cat, she's potty but mothered the fuchsia through last winter with the help of a warm south facing wall and a little luck.
Rose of the Year 2015 - "For Your Eyes Only", 7th November 2015
I purchased 2015's Rose of Year at a local Waitrose and it hasn't disappointed for repeat flowers, indeed, "For Your Eyes Only" is seldom without flowers though the abundance of bloom of early summer has not truly been equalled. The colour varies as the bloom ages with shades of salmon, pink and apricot. They do not last long, easily forgiven as there is a constant stream of blooms. The floribunda's scent is faint or subtle if that sounds better, but not to be dismissed. Nor is the wild rose look of the foliage and golden stamens and, indeed, the breeding is a hybrid of rosa persica. I grow it in a container in a spot that has sun morning and afternoon. The rose looks very much like a 2010 introduction, "Alissar Princess of Phoenicia", replacing the exotic name with something Ian Fleming thought up. Despite the name, I'll let you look.
Armeria maritima, Ynys Llanddwyn or Llanddwyn Island, 27th May 2015
Armeria maritime, or Sea Pink, or Thrift is the perfect colonising flower for coastal regions and here in a perfect coastal region on Ynys Llanddwyn, Anglesey. In the language of flowers, Thrift stands for sympathy. We had the island to ourselves, walking on seashell pathways, crossing through lyrical gates, admiring the myriad wild flowers, blissssssssssss
More on Mudeford Spit, Dorset. 13th June 2015
I posted last month on Mudeford beach huts in 2014. Here's some more detail from earlier this year.
We commence with a view of the Spit from Mudeford Quay itself, across the narrow and busy entrance to Christchurch Bay. It is known as "The Run".
Walking from the exquisite Hengistbury Head, one sees the beach huts across the bay.
And here they are in all their colourful simplicity, a rustic delight for the price of a mansion house.
The Spit has a precarious existence due to tidal erosion. Long may it survive. And below there is a view of Mudeford Quay from the Spit.
We commence with a view of the Spit from Mudeford Quay itself, across the narrow and busy entrance to Christchurch Bay. It is known as "The Run".
Walking from the exquisite Hengistbury Head, one sees the beach huts across the bay.
And here they are in all their colourful simplicity, a rustic delight for the price of a mansion house.
The Spit has a precarious existence due to tidal erosion. Long may it survive. And below there is a view of Mudeford Quay from the Spit.
Tarn Hows, English Lake District, 28th October 2015
It was raining as ever, albeit warm rain, a blessing in Cumbria. The circular walk is only two miles or so and our grandchildren moaned not one moan, so glorious was the view of Tran Hows in the mist and drizzle. Originally formed from three smaller tarns, the tarn we see today was created in the late 19th century and is certainly one of the most visited sites in the Lakes. It is all the more wonderful with the addition a short time ago of a toilet block. Hurrah.
We met a young shepherd on our journey, an intrepid traveller.
We met a young shepherd on our journey, an intrepid traveller.
And a young maiden, shielding herself from the elements.
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