After surviving the ferocious winds, and then passing a fairly pleasant week, it now gets snowed upon. I have never known it bear any fruit, so there is nothing to be spoiled there, but it really ought to get it's timing sorted out!
To Penshurst Place last Saturday - the first time I have been there for well over forty years, and it is as lovely and welcoming a place as I remember it. Still in the same family after more that 400 years, there has been time for that atmosphere to build up.Vivienne gave me the chance to make a smart-ass remark - "What are those yellow flowers right up there at the top of that wall?"
"Wallflowers!"
Well they were, and the ones in the photograph were down at waist level, but the ones that drew her notice would have required three ladders and a hard hat to take a picture.
Having taken a photo of the flowers, I felt the need to be a bit artistic with some lovely old brick wall.The house itself was a pleasure to go round, but the trip would have been worth it just to look at the bare bones of the dormant gardens. I shall be going back later on when things start waking up.
Family please note - I have been unaccountable shut out of my e-mail account, so if you are expecting me to reply to you, that's why I haven't.
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In that case, I shall let you know here that your package arrived safely!
Oddly enough, I have also been in recent contact with snowy weather, with a trip to Utah (more on my blog). I don't have any artistic photos to match your wall, but I do have some photos, which I shall post after some sleep.
*Loved* your comment on Lene's blog that we all works in progress and work to our own gauge. I should have copied the quote directly, but I expected a new window to open up.
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