Honeysuckle and wild roses

So, I may have missed out on the creamy blossom of the hedgerow hawthorn whilst I was away, but the honeysuckle and wild roses which are now in bloom more than make up for that. The countryside is looking absolutely stunning.

The briar roses have that wonderful appley smell which you just catch as you walk by,

the foxgloves in the woods around our house are looking wonderful

and so are the fields further along the track.

You need to be listening to the soaring sky lark whilst reading this - just for the full effect!

It's good to be home - although I am sorely missing that little girlie in Melbourne. Good thing I took hundreds of photos to remind me that we were together for a while.

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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!

Coastal walk from Gullane to North Berwick

By the time I have walked about four miles, my toes are screaming at me - it's the arthritis, you see. One of the joys of being that little bit older than I was. However, for a long time, I have been keen to walk along the beaches, and follow the coastal path, between Gullane and North Berwick. So, having worked out the tide times, I decided today was the day, and off we went. Below is our starting point, the bay at Gullane. It's a lovely beach, very popular with dog walkers. This is looking east, the direction Tilly and I were going to take. Looking back, up the Forth, the unmistakable bulk of Arthur's Seat, and Edinburgh's skyline, just clear enough to see. For most of the walk, there is the choice between wandering along a series of beaches, or following a path along the top of each. There's no denying it, at heart I am a shell-seeker. I have loads of shells at home. We lived on one of the out islands in the Bahamas for a just over a year, ...

A Colonsay vase on Monday

We are on the Inner Hebridean island of Colonsay for two more days. A week isn't nearly long enough on this wonderful little island and leaving on Wednesday lunchtime is going to be tough. But there's always next time to look forward to! As I don't have material from my garden to use in this Monday's vase, I have found some lovely things from the hedgerow, and a couple of bits from the outer gardens of Colonsay House. Most notable in my vase is wild fuchsia, Fuchsia magellanica. My father was a Scotsman, exiled to the south of England when he married my mother and worked in London. He always said the wild fuchsia reminded him of home. The wild fuchsia always reminds me of him! When I am out walking with my youngest grandson, who is two, he loves to burst the bulbous buds of the ballerina flowers on overhanging fuchsia bushes. They make a pleasing 'pop', which, curiously, reminds me of something I used to do when I was small! A Colonsa...

the running wave

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