from the garden

There is a beautiful climbing rose covering the arch in our garden. It is a white mass at the moment. I cut a branch off and added greenery and herbs. Lovely.

I remember a time when I would place ornaments carefully on bookshelves, make mini arrangements in tea cups, plump the cushions numerous times a day. Now I am lucky to discard dead flowers or tidy away the lego that seems to constantly make its way to the mantle piece. That would be family life, then.