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What a difference a week makes!

“ was a very still, quiet day, I remember, overhead; and the lilacs were all in flower, so I suppose it was spring.”

Cranford. Chapter 6.

It was a busy day for the gardeners. The good weather has brought everything on; the dahlias are starting to push their shoots above the soil, the shrubs are in bloom or about to start and the granny’s bonnets are just about to flower. The lawn was scarified, cut and fed, seedlings planted out, and weeding continued (as ever!)

Photos: Top row;  Azalea luteum, Iris florentina, bluebells.

Middle row; Guelder rose, vincas around holly bushes, pheasants eye

Bottom row;  welsh poppies and purple bugle.

“The yellow rose had clambered up to the window of Mr Benson’s bedroom.”

Ruth. Chapter 21.

Parks’ Yellow Tea-scented China Rose (1824)

11-05-2018 in blog

a whispering of leaves and perfume of flowers always pervaded the rooms

Charlotte Brontë, on visiting 84 Plymouth Grove