A busy week, dotted here and there with joy and a little sadness. Bittersweet, but pleasure and solace in the garden, which is a good place to start.
A typically beautiful June. A few days of gentle rain but other long, long days of sunshine, full of roses and late spring flowers.
and now the bee Balm and the yellow daisies speak of the beginning of summer – the coreopsis itself good for the long haul through July and August and into fall. The Lilies form long, pregnant tubes which eventually peel into elegant pastel petals and the lovely perennial/ heritage sweetpeas that have bloomed in Finch gardens for almost a hundred years climb higher and higher on the side fence and mark this year once again with pink and white stalks.
We have a glorious summery welcome at the front gate, reflected in the SUV parked in the driveway.
and in the back the tiger lilies brighten up a far corner at the bottom of the garden.
all is well in the garden, but I must show you the showpiece in the back, – a dahlia which is growing ever skyward and blooming above the eaves, – along with the massive pumpkin, squash and tomato plants competing with the soon to blossom sun flowers.
and the first peachy/apricot coloured raspberries that make breakfast such a treat.
Well, gardening is not the only thing I have done all week. I baked two ‘slices’ for a funeral reception, and on Friday I acted as church sexton/verger/beadle in preparation for the memorial service and reception for a dear friend, - and then played the organ. Lovely music for the hymns and everybody KNEW them and SANG them – In the Garden, Beyond the Sunset and Amazing Grace! A real treat when everybody sings!
I was pleased but exhausted when the day was done – especially pleased as this dear friend and I shared two grandchildren who come from afar and who I don’t often see. Wonderful hugs and conversation all around.
The day before a son and DIL from the Chilcotin meadow country arrived at my door and besides the pleasure of their company they have knelt under my computer desk where dwells the tower, and where I can kneel but can’t get back up and have vacuumed up all the accumulation of dust that was causing my PC great distress.
AND removed a flat headed tack that had fallen into my printer and caused it such agonies in the rear tray it refused to slip the paper through to print any pictures!!! I am eternally grateful for this as I looked on the purchase of a new printer with some horror!
Now, as the week ends, the town gets ready to celebrate Canada Day on the First of July and I have good memories of Charles and David raising the flag two years ago, and a lovely picture of Charles, coming through the side gate as we were going to the celebrations and the eagles that flew overhead..