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In a vase on Monday : a tale of two seasons

My lovely roses, in their endeavour to keep summer going, are having a second flowering.  Not so many blooms, but they are so welcome that they seem to be twice as beautiful as the first time round.  I can't remember the name of the paler rose, but the darker pink is Gentle Hermione, who has been an absolute star this year.

And of course, summer lingers on in the sweet peas, just for a little bit longer.

Autumn is ushered in by the horse chestnuts.  I might be able to look back on an awful lot of autumns, but I never cease to be excited by finding a shiny new conker, nestling in its pristine, creamy kid-leather casing, with sputnik spines on the outside.  Nothing shouts "Autumn" so loudly.


  1. Oh those glorious conkers, Amanda - I love them too, but haven't managed to pick any up in the last few years. I like to have them in my pocket as they are so tactile as well as such a beautiful colour. Good to see your sweet peas again too - when did you sow yours? And lovely roses too

    1. Aren't conkers great! I get the same buzz out of them every year as I did when I was small. Re the sweet peas - I can't really remember when I sowed them but it was probably in April somewhen. They took a little while to germinate, and then were quite straggly for a while but once in the ground soon sorted themselves out, and they have been wonderful. I will really miss the space they are inhabiting once they are over, which will probably be next week some time! A

  2. Those are gorgeous roses, Amanda! We've had a second flush here too but as it's still very warm they tend to wither almost immediately after opening. I'm glad we get the opportunity to see your sweet peas again.

    1. Bless their hearts, the sweet peas get smaller every week! One of these fine days they will just disappear! But they still smell sweet and I am loving their jewel colours!

  3. Sweet peas and conkers are quite bonkers ... but I love them! 💚🧡

  4. Not much that isn't bonkers in this world at the moment. A x


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