Author: isobel cunningham
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My roses like the wet cool weather. They are better than ever. The scent is wonderful too. I love how this picture draws me into the dark centre. I have to get in there and weed though as some of my less favorite plants are having a field day. I love letting things have their…
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This is the very first bloom of a clematis that I planted last year. I have anger one that makes very deep purple flowers and I put something lighter would be nice next to it. I searched all over for a white one but had no luck. This shy little one will be fine, I…
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so am I I’m not!
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Everything in turn in the garden. How quickly have we forgotten daffodils or snowdrops. Tulips wiped out by one very hot day, their seedpods clipped and discarded. Out come the stars of the show even as lilac has crumbled to a brown cone, unsightly but daring the gardener to clip. Let me alone or no…
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You’ll see stuff like this because people plant beautiful trees and shrubs to keep their loved ones company. I went yesterday to see that was happening to a rose bush I had planted on my mother’s grave. Alas, the harsh winter had finished it off. I planted another one, a white one and since I…
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Or or perhaps I should say task mistress. There is something feminine about this business of constantly returning to see if life can triumph over death, love over callous indifference. No it is not acceptable to keep on inviting, to keep on approaching something or someone who offers no encouragement. Why keep on submitting those…
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Everything is early this year. Here comes the pink lilac. Remember when we were supposed to wait until Victoria Day ( oh, sorry, a British Queen shouldn’t be mentioned ) I mean Dollard Day ( oops, he turned out to be a rogue and we mustn’t talk about him) so let’s say May Bank Holiday…
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it’s a very beautiful evening in Spring. Everything alive was constrained for months by cold, darkness, fatigue. Now, it’s hot and sunny for days on end and nature seems unleashed. Flowers are blooming, leaves are coming out and people are walking around in shorts and sleeveless tops. There’s a sort of benign hopefulness, an…
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R These are two decorative panels I spotted in the McGill ghetto area. They are set into the wall on either side of the front door of a big old apartment house. I am sure hundreds of students have hurried in and out of that door running to class or to some party, football game…
