Four grown kids, five delightful grandchildren, constant, long-time partner. A retired academic, I've recently moved with my husband from a waterfront home on a very small (Canadian) West Coast island to a condo in the city (Vancouver). Keen to discover what new priorities emerge, what interests persist in this urban life after 60!
The disarray inside has convinced me to take you with me on a little tour of the garden. . . It's tough to spare much time for blogging -- besides packing the good stuff and organising a weekend yard sale of the Stuff We Don't Need but Hope Someone Else Will Take Away, Perhaps After Giving Us Money!, I've been getting maintenance done by all the wonderful service-providers I'll be moving away from. Yesterday was Physio for IMS and accupuncture, followed by a Hearing check and hearing aid clean-up at the audiologist; today I'm getting my dental crown put in.
But I do have a treat for you, as soon as I can find a small pocket of minutes to put it together. Dottoressa has agreed to give us a culinary tour of Croatia, along with a few of her favourite recipes, accompanied by photographs. Very, very generous of her, and it means that there will be some wonderful posts in this space soon, a pleasant change from my whingeing about packing and moving and wondering where my next home will be.
But that's not ready yet, and I'm afraid all I have for you today is a tour of my garden in full spring glory. I do love it!
Were we staying, these allium would need some very serious curbing -- they spread like mad, but aren't they wonderfully emphatic? Such a great, sculptural bloom!
And my beloved Guernsey Cream. . .
I've dug out quite a few of the columbine over the last few years (they're not terribly attractive once they've bloomed and they will spread quite readily), but I'm always happy to see that some have ignored me. They have the sweetest, wonderfully old-fashioned flowers...
Royal Sunset rose . . .
And the restful, lushly textured, blue-green hosta, the leaves capturing needles and cones from the nearby trees. . .
There we are then, back at the porch steps. Hope you enjoyed the little tour, and now I suppose I'd better get on with the lists. Happy Wednesday!