The Aliums and Poppies are blooming together as designed. That colour scheme doesn’t always work as my attempt at the same colours with tulips showed in the Spring.
Our rose is giving us bloom after bloom and has such a lovely old fashioned rose scent. Does anyone else remember collecting the petals of roses and trying to make perfume? It always ended up as a rather gruesome mixture both in looks and smell!
Today I have sorted the place where I put cuttings and bits of paper that I want to keep for some reason. I’m not sure when I cut this rather lovely and very touching poem out of the paper. It’s by Christopher Reid who was the Costa Book of the Year winner in 2009 and was the Saturday Poem in The Guardian sometime in 2010.
commonprose
July 25, 2021 at 7:26 pm
We used to grow roses in Virginia and always chose the most fragrant tea varieties. Kinda miss them.
nrhatch
July 10, 2021 at 2:03 pm
Fabulous poem.
I used to pick mint leaves to make “perfume” for my mother. 😀
mybeautfulthings
July 10, 2021 at 3:43 pm
Never tried mint but can see the attraction. Did that also go brown and horrid?! 🙂
Sandra
July 10, 2021 at 8:23 am
That poem is beautiful. And yes, I made rose petal ‘perfume’ too – with the same results!
Heyjude
July 10, 2021 at 12:02 am
I do remember trying to make rose perfume – always ended up as a brown mess!
mybeautfulthings
July 10, 2021 at 8:04 am
Exactly! Always disappointing but it didn’t stop me trying again and again! 🙂