First garden bouquet

Victor sweetly clipped the roses from out front for me. I had to request the rose ancienne.

Daffodils, perhaps repeated

The daffodils also appeared just as we were leaving. I couldn't find a post that featured them in full bloom, so I'll run them here. Remember, this was March.

Catching up with the garden

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.

Cats, cats, & more cats

Either just before or just after our trip, Vic discovered a kitty in our boat.

Apparently, he makes a habit of sleeping there.

This is an interesting image of our cat--he's in focus, the backdrop is not.

And one of Sisco in our dining room, our CLEAN dining room. Being hobbled prevents me from clearing away cutter, and the dining room does not look like this any longer.

British glass & heritage

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.

For one weekend before the fracture was diagnosed, we even had James up for a tour of downtown and an overnight. Does he look more Greek than British?

Snagged this picture from FB or somewhere, James with Alexandra and Rachel.

Final images

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.

Where we stayed the first night, expecting to meet Uncle Nick and Aunt Nora, we found this interesting installation on the wall. There was something whimsical about the poka-dot mugs--tho' the B&B was kind of nasty.

Walk images

Again, from our walk to Tintagel. I like the one with Vic's shadow at lower right, when we're almost there.

Having subsequently been to St. Just and other mining locales, I wonder if a mine is responsible for this striking cut in the shale.