Welcome to the running wave, which I set up as a vehicle for my photographs, with some observational chat and occasionally a little writing. I hope you enjoy the things I enjoy, sharing my walks with Tilly and Ted, and other excursions I have from time to time.
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A tiny vase on Monday
Small is beautiful, and in the case of my vase this week, small is very beautiful because it involves the tiniest of wild flowers. I love all the flowers in my garden, but even more I love wild flowers. I was walking in a local field last week and saw the dainty field pansy (better known to me as heartsease) growing between the lines of harvested corn. Any day now that field will be ploughed up and all those little beauties will be buried under heavy clods of earth, so to keep their sweet kitten faces alive, they are in my vase this Monday. There is also herb-robert, white clover, common fumitory, a low-growing umbelliferae which I can't specifically identify, and shepherd's purse with its heart-shaped seed pods.
To give the arrangement a sense of scale, so that you can see how dainty these flowers are, I have put a creamy yellow daisy from the garden alongside in the first photo. We spend so much time and money on the plants we grow in our gardens that the wild varieties, more often than not in the same families are our garden plants, are completely overlooked. They are just as beautiful, and actually, for me, more lovely.
PS : I thought I would do a vase for Halloween on Wednesday too, just in case you want to drop in later in the week!
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 lo
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!