Celebrating gardens, photography and a creative life
A free-to-visit garden is not to be sniffed at – but then again, some of them are. Few visitors to a rose garden can resist leaning in to inhale the fragrance. We seem hard-wired to think ‘scent’ the moment after we think ‘rose’.
Shakespeare’s ‘A rose by any other name would smell as sweet’ can’t take all the credit. Scent associations trap memories like flies in amber in a lifetime’s layering of impressions. Continue reading “Antique Rose Emporium in Brenham, Texas, and Memories of Roses”
As I’m starting to see little clumps of snowdrops in people’s gardens on my daily walk, mainly the common single ones (Galanthus nivalis), I thought I’d share a gallery of some of the fancier ones. Continue reading “Gallery of Snowdrops”
I’m sharing a random assortment of light-hearted yellows in the hope one of them will trigger a smile or a memory.
The first made me smile because the snow is adding an extra layer of variegation to the reddish and cream edges of these green leaves. Continue reading “Snowy Plants and Places”
As the world outside is frosty, it’s great to have been prompted to share some more yellow flowers and bask for a while in their warm, cheerful shades. I’ve looked for different intensities of colours from soft, almost greyish to pure and bright and have included some rarities and commoners. For anyone in need of an extra fix, my first gallery is here.
Susan Rushton 