Spring has now well and truly arrived. The weather has been grey and indifferent for so long, I had forgotten how warm warmth can be! The front yard, as I mentioned in my last post, is literally bursting with all of the flowers that began their lives under my grandma's careful nurturing many years ago and which now appear every year as a beautiful testament to her and her deep love of plants and gardening.
It's funny but these photos I took remind me so much of the playing cards that she bought for me when I was a child. They were flash cards of a sort and each one showed a flower and gave its name in several languages. Although she loved the Sturt's Desert Pea and also the flower of her home state, the Waratah, European plants and flowers were her first love. And so I often spent my visits to her house identifying alpine flowers from far distant lands.
More music today...pretty, meandering and a little strange. Just the way I like it!
2 comments:
hi emily, how lovely, and how lucky you are, what i wouldn't give to be back in my grandparents garden, it's never been knocked of the top spot of all the places i have been in all my travels x
That's lovely, Max :) I am lucky...it's like a little journey back in time to go into the front yard! x
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