28 July 2024
Our
sun porch was built in 2016. For the past eight years, it has led us out of the
house and into the back garden. In winter, we do not need to suffer the icy,
cold chill and in the summer we may enfold ourselves in all that the
garden offers us without leaving the comfort of our chair!
From
where I sit, I can see the orange, yellow and lilac pansies which don’t seem to
know when to stop blooming. Teasing Georgia looks down from the boundary fence
dressed in a cream silk with a sweet perfume.
Totally tangerine, purple lily, karma bon bini and my favourite dahlia
of all, red silence, challenge all human beauty.
The
miniature apple with ripening red fruit, the oxeye daisies, the lilac cosmos,
the knapweed with goldfinches swinging on their stems, the tall, blue cornflower clinging to the cherry tree and
the sunflowers reaching the top of the fence with their bright, open, yellow
faces and spirals of bountiful seeds compete for my attention.
Skipping
over the curly lettuce jumping out of their box and what’s left of the
strawberry harvest, we see the marigolds magically multiplying their orange
blooms, red, rambling rosie has almost completed an arch in a secret garden where Hardy’s Eustacia Vye stands
by along with the strongly scented sweet
peas.
Nasturtiums
are pouring into the pond without restraint, miniature bulrushes stand sentinel
and the yellow water lilies which speak so eloquently about our mortality are
here today and gone tomorrow whilst a variety of bees harvest the nectar with
unassuming determination.
The
sea holly has reached the level of the window. A row of red, white and pink
carnations fill the border where yellow statice and orange strawflowers are
making their lasting presence felt. On the sill sit three fledgling plants
brought to life from their strange bed in a Father’s Day card. What will they turn out to
be? The mystery continues and my life is enfolded in a bunch
of flowers!
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