Friday, 31 July 2015

Camellia; Pink Gold;



One of the later flowering Camellia; the flowers are very big with a bold golden center.
I think it looks cute and a wee surprised with its crumpled looks, Its petals not perfectly formed like it got up late, a little disheveled, did not iron out its petals properly!  While its sisters look very haughty and perfect.


One should not banish imperfection; it is a way of life. If, we would  say beautiful imperfection the whole aspect of imperfection would change. Blemishes would become imperfectly beautiful.
Imperfection can be aesthetic, sometimes more so than perfection. Ts


©Photo/Text Ts /Book of Flowers

Saturday, 25 July 2015

Pink Abutilon; Malvaceae;


Change in all things is sweet. Aristotle



Change is sweet, a garden with its  seasons is the perfect backdrop for change. It changes with the wind, with the sun and with the rain and in the cold climate even with the snow. It changes with a handful of scattered seeds. It changes with the footprints of the gardener; Ts

The Gentle Gardener

I'd like to leave but daffodils to mark my little way,
To leave but tulips red and white behind me as I stray;
I'd like to pass away from earth and feel I'd left behind
But roses and forget-me-nots for all who come to find.

I'd like to sow the barren spots with all the flowers of earth,
To leave a path where those who come should find but gentle mirth;
And when at last I'm called upon to join the heavenly throng
I'd like to feel along my way I'd left no sign of wrong.

And yet the cares are many and the hours of toil are few;
There is not time enough on earth for all I'd like to do;
But, having lived and having toiled, I'd like the world to find
Some little touch of beauty that my soul had left behind.” 
edward guest


©Photos/mygarden/ some Text Ts




Friday, 17 July 2015

Geranium; Lady of Spain;


There be many kindes of Cranes-bil, whereof two were known to Dioscorides, one with the knobbly root, the other
with the Mallow leafe. (John Gerard, The Herbal or General History of Plants, 1633)  

I like to think that people have cared and thought about plants; enjoyed them many centuries ago, looked upon a plant with interest and joy, just as I do today.

The best pictures do not recognize the best of the plant, The pleasure when one touches the silky petals, softly as they bruise easily,  Watching a little ant or an other insect make its way inside a petal to make a more thorough inspection. The colours subtly change with the light and time.  I like the tight little buds slowly opening and revealing  its secret tints and fine feathered markings, intrinsically  inscribed since the beginning of time. Ts



©Photo mygarden/Text Ts Book of Flowers.

Thursday, 9 July 2015

Winter pretties; azalea;






Azalea; Little girl;

I am always surprised how urban people are, far removed from planting anything. Some look at plants like they were aliens.  
I enjoy it very much when most of my vegetables I cook are grown in my kitchen garden.  Winter is  a happy time to fill a basket with juicy and sweet Oranges, Mandarins and other citrus fruit in the orchard, 

©Photo/mygarden/Text Ts/Book of Flowers