I realised after typing the title that it could be misconstrued as the name for a rose; no, merely me being very envious of a rose I've seen on another blog. Not that I don't have some lovely roses in my own garden; but that isn't what envy is all about, is it?
And the smell from the Albertine Rose is just bliss. But still...
The flowers this summer are performing in a way that I've not seen here in this garden very often. Yes, I've added compost to the soil, cut back where I should and when, made sure that replacement blooms are ready to replace the earlier ones once they've faded. But, you see, I've done all of those things before and the rewards have not been like this.
These irises have bloomed in the past, but sometimes not. This year? Thirteen (13) blooms from a small group of 3 clumps.
This Blackcurrant Fizz poppy looks just as it did on the packet. Mmmm. Believe me, I'm not complaining, the therapeutic impact of the garden this year is complete. No, what I'd like to know is how to make sure I reproduce it for the next few years. Hey ho. Welcome to gardening I suppose.
Sewing (and blogging, if I'm truthful) has been on the back-burner for a while. Many reasons, none of which have gone, but my attitude to them seems to have changed. So of course, this morning, when at last I could sit in my new sewing room (mmm, seem to have forgotten to post details of that, too) and get on with some pin cushions. And enjoy it. And then the postman delivered this:
The package itself could have held nothing more than tissue paper, and I still would have been thrilled - just look at that wonderful photo (not a postcard), but there was more inside:
A whole bunch of bright, colourful fabrics from Maureen . Won't be making anything with them straight away - no, I think I'm just going to have them lying around for a few days and feel happy that I've met such wonderful people through this blog.