Now that I’ve finished work for the autumn I’m busier than ever, but life’s pretty rosy all the same because all the chores and obligations that are keeping me busy from 6am till dusk are wonderful ones. First, there’s the garden to sort. I’m still digging over space in the back garden for refugees that will come over from the front (roses, penstemons, a recalcitrant peony, a geum, lots of aquilegias), and that involves digging out roots of unwanted ash saplings and so forth. Then I’ve plenty of studying to be getting on with, mainly Portuguese, and also the RHS Level 2 course, which I began last month.
Today was a good day for digging under a cool blue sky, and a good day for al fresco study time later on in the afternoon once the air became warmer and I remembered where I’d put the picnic rug. Picking flowers is a good procrastination technique. After all, how can one study botany effectively without a white jug of flowers at one’s side? One literally can’t.
The rose is a repeat flowerer called something silly like ‘Many Happy Returns’ (see what they did there) and it stopped me dead in a garden centre earlier this year. Turns out I forgot to check that it smelt of anything before buying it, but never mind because it flowers its socks off. Not such a silly name after all.
In a vase on Monday is hosted by Cathy at Rambling in the Garden, who I hope will not mind at my tardiness this week, especially since I have no excuse not to have taken part yesterday, except it was a bit cold.