I'm so glad that Jane hosts flowers in the house. Today it got me out into the garden (in the rain!) to see if there was anything that I could bring into the house - and there was!
Roses in January! Bedraggled, yes, but even so a cheerful sight. We have had only a couple of overnight frosts so far but no seriously cold weather so one or two plants are chancing their arm with a bit of unseasonal flowering. We've had winds and wet aplenty, however, so the garden is in a sorry state.
I got two small posies from the bits that I found.
Enough to cheer me up considerably.
I used my new secateurs, a Christmas present from Wee One. They feel lovely in the hand. Good tools are so satisfying.
There is a fresh flowering stem on my tiny orchid
and the larger plant is now in its third year of flowering!
All my other decorations are back in the attic but I couldn't quite make myself dismantle the blue glass hearts!
I live with Himself (husband) in a former gamekeeper's cottage in the South-West of England.
All poetry and artwork on this blog is
copyright and property of Rosemary Murphy unless otherwise stated.
I have three blogs;
Share my garden,
My life in one hundred objects and
The 'Himself' blog consists of short stories and artwork, copyright of Peter Murphy.