Friday, 29 May 2009
Tuesday, 26 May 2009
I have planted the area with two types of plants: those that are happy in shallow soil, and those that happened to be spare at the time of planting!!
The star at the front of the first photo is Uncinia rubra, a lovely little grass which glows like rubies in the sunlight.
The pale leaves catching the light behind the Sedum are Lychnis coronaria, soon to be bearing vivid magenta flowers.
Friday, 22 May 2009
For today's 'Bench of the Week' I have chosen one of my very favourite seats in the Botanic Garden. Nestling in a sheltered glade screened by tall conifers, it is perfect for basking in the afternoon sun. There is no panoramic view here, the site lends itself to inward musing, creative ideas and solitary bliss.
Thursday, 14 May 2009
All is silent.
The path curves on and up to a faery hill.
Sunday, 10 May 2009
With delicate beauty and evening fragrance redolent of paradise ... Zaluzianskya!
Each flower so perfect, as if tenderly sculpted from the finest porcelain.
Tiny buds open as the evening sun bids farewell.
Wednesday, 6 May 2009
Tentatively I sat down.
I saw the pattern of shadows of new leaves moving in the breeze. I felt the grain of the wood. I waited ...
Oh! A small green caterpillar hoisted itself up over the edge of the bench-table and began rippling along the surface. So gracefully undulating - a perfect ballet.
Was this the magic, then? Transformation? To be reminded that caterpillars become beautiful butterflies?
"But this caterpillar is wonderful now!" I exclaimed.
Satisfied, I arose from the bench as the caterpillar continued its journey and the evening sun shone on our own magical world.
Saturday, 2 May 2009
I have called my bench The Magic Bench.
Coming down the slope into the woods, I saw it gleaming in the evening sunlight. Much more than just a humble picnic-table-with-benches-attached, it has a sense of other wordliness. I get the feeling that if I sat down, a feast would appear on the table, the whole thing would rise up into the air, and I would be whisked away to a magic land ...
Maybe I read too many Rupert the Bear annuals!
Should I try it? If it happens, and they have the Internet where I am transported to, I will let you know!