A bit of a grey day in the end

Sunday, 8 July 2012

When I woke up this morning my first thought was "Ah, men's finals day at Wimbledon". Always a bit of a highlight day in my year. And then I thought of poor old Andy Murray getting up with the collective weight of all our expectations on his young Scottish shoulders.

I have never been entirely convinced that he has the real mental grit to become a great champion but I have to say that today he did us proud. Federer is a fabulous tennis player, commanding the tennis court with a classic, graceful, awesome game that is just wonderful to watch. Best of all he uses a single handed back hand instead of the double fisted effort which I have never warmed to. Federer is a master and there is real artistry in his game and I'm glad that if Murray had to lose the championship title, it was to him.

Anyway Andy, you played a ripping game and we are proud of you. There was a wonderful resolve to be seen in you today and, as you say, you are getting there. One day soon I am sure one of those grand slams will be yours. In the meantime, on this very grey evening, here is a running wave for you from your beloved Scotland.

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In a vase on Monday - colour

The intense colours in my vase this week come from nasturtiums, sweetpeas and a single glorious zinnia! Their beauty and love of life speak for themselves and need no further words from me! Enjoy!

Found items IAVOM

I am on holiday on the Inner Hebridean island of Colonsay. It is my happy place. Thoughts of Colonsay rattle around in my head each and every day I am not here! I haven't got a vase to share this week but some lovely things I have found over the past few days, which are just as beautiful as a vase of flowers! I hope you agree! Here are some leaves of giant rhododendrons, growing in the outer gardens of Colonsay House. Some skeleton leaves of magnolia. The dried stem of a kelp seaweed. A couple of conkers (can never resist those!), and a branch heavily populated by a number of lichens. The air on Colonsay is so clean that lichens flourish here!

Colonsay postcards - on arrival

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!

the running wave

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