Saturday, June 30, 2012
I haven't been able to plant anything, move anything, or cut any flowers. I sit in the kitchen window and OBSERVE the garden. I have snapped pictures while standing still on my crutches, next to my car. I have used crutches, scooter, and Victor to get out the hot tub, twice, and I took pictures along the way. I have driven along the front yard and taken pictures through the fence. And I have asked Victor to take a picture of everything that's in bloom, so I can see it. [sigh] You know, this was the year I wanted to completely re-do my sun garden... just not happening. What follows are hyacinths that popped up just as we were leaving for England. I bought these as potted plants for my mother's room. When the blooms died off, I (Gillian, actually) planted them along the house.
Either just before or just after our trip, Vic discovered a kitty in our boat.
Trapped in my seat, I was able to sort glass. All acquired on the trip--though I still can't find the perfect pieces that we gathered in Lyme Regis and Portsmouth.
Frittilaria--I never could get this to grow in my garden. It's the purple-and-white, checked, upside-down tulip flower. Found, of course, in an English garden.
The beach here was amazing. Erosion of rock formed patterns that curved and wound down to the sand. Erosion of sand, tide to tide, formed gullies that filled with water for the kiddies to play in. An island rock lurked off shore. Cliff to cliff, hill to hill, this stretch of coastline, including Tintagel, is one of the most beautiful spots I've ever visited.
Trebarwith Strand really was take-your-breath-away beautiful. Vic snapped these pictures during our trek to Tintagel.
As I'm sure I said before, Tintagel is a castle spread over mainland and headland. Also, it's supposed to be the home of the man known in English mythology as Arthur. (I don't know why that tale holds such appeal for me.) The pics below reveal the sprawl of the castle.
This one was taken as we headed out, hoping to see puffins.
This is a meal that Victor and I enjoyed during our brief stay on the Scilly Islands. (The stay that was interrupted by the big storm at sea.) It was VERY cheesy!