I promise you that I have actually created some quite nice things from fabric recently and will definitely be posting about them but – I have had a bad back. Ouch! I don’t know why but I know it’s been hurting for about a week now with a particularly nasty few days where I actually ‘took to my bed’ as a friend of mine with a dramatic turn of phrase might say.
So – I can’t spend too much time in front of my laptop at the moment – or in any one position to be honest – so, for now, I will show you some photos that I took whilst taking a gentle walk around the garden today as a counterpoint to laying flat on my back and, if feeling adventurous, doing reverse curls. It will be quicker than typing words – although there will be a few.
There’s never a dull moment in the garden and a lot of them centre around the pond – more of that when I can sit and type long enough to tell you the stories.
Let’s get the pond porn out of the way first, then we can move on.
These, I believe, are some sort of damselflies laying their eggs on the surface of my pond weed.
After they’d indulged in a bit of this.
I tried, in vain to photograph a rather fat looking dragonfly-type creature but this is as good as it got.
I believe it’s a Broad Bodied Chaser – a type of dragonfly. I think that’s correct as he was trying to get jiggy with it – mid-air mind you – with a similar but golden brown creature who I believe is the female of this species.
Drawing a discreet veil over the pond performances and turning to the flora in and around the pond I give you this lovely water lily.
Cotton Grass – looking exactly as if somebody’s thrown some cotton wool to the ground
Another marginal – not sure what it’s called though.
It looks as if we’ve fitted a white rug beneath this wire bench but it’s actually Snow in- Summer.
An overview of where it all goes on.
Away from the pond, there are some other favourites.
This huge poppy is an early starter but look at all those others waiting to emerge.
We’ve inherited many and variously coloured Aquilegia but this one is my favourite.
A close up of a sea pink.
A carpet of yellow stars – a type of Sedum.
Which together make for a colourful rockery in a quiet corner.
Now we’re back in England I can have Foxgloves again.
The vegetable growing hasn’t been neglected. This row of assorted Kale is a forewarning that Mr. T. will be making me greeny brown smoothies again that I (reluctantly) drink as if they are medicine.
Spotted a few stems of Quaking Grass in a post by Sandra (Wild Daffoldil) the other day and was fascinated by the many names it goes by. My favourite is ‘Wag Wanton’. It shimmers beautifully in a breeze and the little pods look like mini scarabs.
A bit blurry but, true to their name(s), they were quaking, wantonly.
Talking of funny names – this beautiful viola would also be called a ‘Johhny Jump- Up’ or at least in Maine, U.S.A. where Laurie of Notes from the Hinterland blogs.
Some blooms just have to be taken inside to enjoy.
Well, not such a short post after all but it took me about 3 days to complete so, back to my ‘day bed’ for a bit of flattening out, followed by a few knee hugs and a couple of sets of reverse curls.
I have a chiropractor’s appointment on Monday.
(They are apparently busier than usual due to the depressing and daunting task of getting a doctor’s appointment these days.)