The first thing I do, once we have unpacked our car, which has been groaning with all the stuff we need for a week's stay in the holiday cottage, is head for the outer gardens of Colonsay House. It is a place of wonder for me! I particularly love the leaves of the giant rhododendrons. There are many different varieties, all planted in the early 1930s. The outer gardens are generally overgrown, having had little tending over the decades. That makes them even more magical! The old woodmill falls apart a little more every year, but that's fine by me because I love corrugated iron and especially if it's rusted! And of course the bees. Colonsay's beekeeper, Andrew Abrahams, has one of his apiaries on the edge of the pine wood. So lovely - the hum of busy bees and the heady smell of the pines. We are here - finally! Delayed by four months by the wretched virus, but now I am on holiday! Hooray!
"Alleluia" is so special. RIP Leonard Cohen.
ReplyDeleteAnother little bit of our youth gone. But his words and music live on, thank goodness! I never managed to see one of his concerts. The closest I got was to sit on the pavement at the top of the Royal Mile in Edinburgh, a good few years ago, when he held a concert on the castle esplanade. The strains of that memorable voice carried down the street to where I sat, and I am glad that I managed at least to hear him live, if not to catch a glimpse! A
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