Morning walk

I'd been watching the lilies over the last couple of days.  Their heads were up but closed and with all the rain we have had through the last two nights, I wondered whether they would survive.. our roof didn't since we woke up to water in the kitchen yesterday morning.  But Nature surprised me on two fronts:  one, that the stems held what seems like disproportionately large flower heads;  and two, they bloomed this morning.  The sun was shining right on them and since I have them in a rather obscure part of the garden, they were a tonic to the eyes as they stood proud.  I was reminded though that they deserve to be on display a little more so once they have died back, I plan to put them in the 'birthday garden'.

Talking of the 'birthday garden', the black eyed susans have bloomed in profusion year.  They propagate wildly and last year I was picking the seedlings up out of the gravel of the driveway and replanting them.  I had also made an effort to centralize them in one area so that we could enjoy this splash of amazing colour for the weeks of August.

And then to my surprise, I noticed that my one rose bush gave off yet another bloom.  Usually this tiny bush which I protect from the ravages of our Quebec winters by swaddling it in burlap, then hiding it under a styrofoam cone and covering all with a mound of autumn leaves, looks pretty feeble when I uncover it in the Spring.  This year though I cut it back a few times as the branches grew and to my joy I have now two blooms and several buds.   As if to snub the rose, the pink flox also bloomed through the night or early this morning.  The rose and the phlox were like delicate pink parentheses on this long skinny stretch of garden. 

 

There will be more rain later in the day, but in the meantime, the sun was out and I had quiet morning stroll amongst my flower buddies as I waited for the return of a jogging husband before eating breakfast.


At the risk of repeating myself, the garden is an never-ending source of inspiration, if only for colour associations.  If ever I have a query as I embroider,  I make mental reference to what  Nature offers as a palette and usually find the answer.