Sunday, August 02, 2009

Some more photos from my back yard...

I am really proud of this first flower...it was Don's and I never was much good getting it to flower...don't know what it is...but have a look at this stem...and all flowers open and unblemished.


I am not a great gardener and do it with minimal effort but this year with all the rain its all a go even in mid winter...




















This is all on top of the mound that the house sits on, to keep it out of flood waters... I originally fenced it in to protect our lovely old doggie Thorn from yobs who sped into my yard and hit him more than once...but now its becoming a lovely spot...I think Don would be flabbergasted at this...I don't know the names or anything, but you can tell what propagates and what doesn't by the look and feel...and mostly I just shove stuff in and away it goes...





















You can tell there is not much for me to post if I am reduced to this...

I went to yet another sad funeral yesterday...people my own age..the wife looked at me and there was nothing I could help her with. I know the bleakness she faces and I know how her nights will be...Her husband, like mine, loved plants and trees and the wide sky, people; her husband as with mine was generous, wicked and funny and stroppy...they were a unique couple and although she is lucky to have had a love with a man like her husband was...she is also unlucky in that her suffering will be awful.

But how much better than mediocre, and weak. That would have been a living death. I know women, and some men who are in a living death like this. Their suffering when one partner goes may seem less, but how much better a life richly lived, with all the risks, fear and laughter, than a half a life in which the partners are partners in name only ,and not in heart and spirit.
A bit of a thought train on a sweet. sweet Sunday afternoon, when with all that has happened I can look about me and know how lucky I am...how lucky I have always been and why worry about the future...?
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10 comments:

FoxyMoron said...

It looks like an orchid, Phill confirmed my amateur diagnosis.

How sad that another wonderful woman has to lose her partner, and what lovely words you wrote to describe her loss and the relationships of both her, and you. I whinge about my Phill, but I often wonder what life would be without him, and the life and fun he brings to every day that we are together. He's still a pain, but I'd rather have that, than not.

You sound a bit better today. Guess that will come, and go, and come back a little more as the time goes on.

Andrew said...

First one is an orchid and ten years ago I would have known the names of everything else, but it is not like riding a bicycle. Sweet photos.

Random Thinker said...

Beautiful pics. What's a yob and why would they hit Thorn?

rosemary said...

I love my flowering weeds....anything of color. Your orchids are beautiful as is your potted garden.

Sling said...

Mom-O LK-agrees with the consensus that it is an Orchid(she really knows this stuff)
She thinks it is a cymbidium,but the length of stem,and leaf shape don't quite fit.
If you like,e-mail me a good photo of the leaves,and she can probably nail down the exact species.
In any case,..it's beautimous!

Wanna_B_slimmer said...

Love your beautiful flowering pics... The orchid is stunning.. we have trouble growing them down here!

Thank you for your comment on my blog today... You really made me smile...Thanx!

Mom said...

I love flowers, one of god's lovely gifts.
when my dad died my brother said he had never hurt so much nor cried so hard, but if the the rears and the pain were the price of being loved by this good man the he would gladly pay the price. Greatlove is wonderful, but it does bring great pain when death comes.

Cazzie!!! said...

I absolutely love seeing these plants, nothing like getting back to nature to sooth the mind and body :)

JahTeh said...

Sadly my garden is all green, ivy, weeds, you name it even my white snowdrops are green tinged.

Jules said...

That orchid is divine Therese. Now that we are in the country I have gotten into gardening for the first time in my life. The garden is full of delights but has been left to get very overgrown. My favourites are the Magnolia tree and the tulips that are just waiting for enough warmth to burst through.

"It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all"