Monday, 29 August 2016

Sizzling summer heat.



Sizzling summer heat.

  The dew has gone
My garden stands motionless
In the blinding light.

Evening falls
An ever so gentle breeze.

The last rays of sunshine
Kissing the flowers
One by one
Goodnight.













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Monday, 22 August 2016

The rosary of David Austin.


For more than 25 years now, I have David Austin roses in my garden. These roses are healthy and flower repeating and have the looks of old-fashioned roses. For that reason they belong to my favourite group of roses. It has been a long-cherished wish of mine, to visit the David Austin rosary. (Albrighton, England).

Since in August most roses are not in flower is this month is not the best to visit a rosary. On the other hand, it is a perfect opportunity to see which roses still flower in this time of the year.

As we arrive at the rosary it's sunny. I notice immediately that the garden is on a windy spot. Good for the air circulation. Hundreds of roses are planted in the rosary. They grow on pergolas and in long borders. All roses look tip top; they are neatly trimmed and have healthy leaves. About 10% of the roses is in bloom. Easy to make a shortlist.

In search of advice I address one of the gardeners and ask which of the roses on my list are the best. "Is ‘The Lady Gardener’ a good choice”? "Pretty good," he says. "And The Herbalist?" "Not too bad," he replies. What a diplomat he is! After some gently persuasion he named 'The Poet's Wife' and 'Wollerton Old Hall’ as possible highlights.

Walking through the nursery where plenty the roses are for sale, I have to resist my greed. A thorny rose in the back seat is not a good idea!

Finally my husband and I go for a cup of tea in the tearoom. The tea is served in the beautiful David Austin tableware. It is a perfect match.

And that delicious piece of pie? Well, that I cannot resist!




The nursery. There are a lot of roses for sale.


The rosary. All roses looked heathy.


Water and roses, beautiful.


The gardener, he turned out to be a diplomat!

Some of the roses that flowers in August:

Winchester Cathedral.


The Poet's Wife




Lochinvar



Olivia Rose Austin



Mary Rose



The Lady Gardener




The Herbalist. One of my favorite!



Tea time!


Monday, 15 August 2016

Flee market.



"Do you want to join me to the flea market?" my husband asked. Huh, that is a question he has never asked before. Of course I join him right away.

We are late. The flea market will close within half an hour. I doubt whether I will find something of my liking. But I am too pessimistic. I stumble on a birdhouse. It looks like a craft project from a student. You recognize this schoolwork immediately. It has been constructed with a lot of sweat. It is painted without sanding together with the sawdust. What mark would the teacher have given the student for this birdhouse?

However, I buy it. The birdhouse has the right model. I just have to pimp it. It is time I interfere with this project.

Using the blackboard paint I always have in stock I paint the birdhouse black. This is just perfectly in keeping our black barn. The varnished roof of the birdhouse makes for a nice contrast to it. I’ll keep it that way. As a finishing touch I stick a little heart on the birdhouse. It only took me 5 minutes!

I ponder, would I have received a higher mark from the teacher?

I am sure he would!



For a little amount I have bought this school work.


Not pretty enough for me.


I have painted it black and.........


Added a little heart to it.


Ready! I hope the birds will like it.
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Monday, 8 August 2016

Flower power. A cool gadget.


On our annual family day, a niece of mine asked: "Hetty, do you have an iPhone? If so I have something for you." I look surprised at the gift that she places on the table in front of me. What is this??

It turns out to be a transmitter that needs to be placed in the pot of a plant. The transmitter communicates with your phone about the fortunes of the plant. A gadget! Honestly, that's not really my type of thing. But no one seems to care. Instantly an app has to be downloaded and the program from the web is installed on my iPhone. Whilst I think what to do with this gadget, my niece looks at me expectantly. Her eyes say: do you like it?

At once I see an application for this gadget. Of course, the Areca palm in the living room! This plant could use some attention. This poor plant is watered no more than twice a year.

Back home I place the transmitter next to the palm. The day after, a message appears on my telephone. The plant needs water. I respond immediately with the watering can. The next day there is another notification. The Areca palm has too little fertilizer. I do my job. Your wish is my commend

Every day now I look on my phone to see how he is. Water, fertilizer and light, it's all right now. My palm is happy and satisfied.

Who would have thought of that? After years of neglect my Areca palm and I are bonding.

Dear niece, on behalf of my palm, thanks for this cool gadget. You are the saviour of the plants live!



The gadget.



I placed it in the pot.


As you can see, my palm need some attention!



I used the blister to make plant labels and in the pot.......


.......... I made a lovely bouquet for you all!
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