My morning walks with Fay, sometimes in the drizzle and wind, have been good for my soul, a wonderful time to breathe in the fresh (and sometimes freezing) air, clear the head and watch the blossoms appear before our eyes.
The wisteria in my front garden is creeping beautifully over the arch but, for the third year in the row, there is no sign of a blossom. It was cut back very severely before winter and has been fertilised and sprayed.
What do you do? I so want to have bunches of the violet blooms framing the archway in Spring but it does not happen. How can you bring yourself to dig out a perfectly healthy and pretty plant just because it does not flower? Maybe one more chance? (Then straight to the naughty corner, next year)
What it should look like
Everything seems better when the sun is shining. The clivia through the blinds this morning.
A bright table setting to match the Spring mood.
All was not bad in September. We were lucky to have a visit from Victoria - Lucie's sister from Glasgow, who visited on her own for two weeks. She has the ability to bring sunshine into people's lives. Come back soon, Victoria.
White rabbit, white rabbit, white rabbit. Do you say it on waking on the 1st of the month? Do it! I think I forgot for the last two months, so taking no chances this time.
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