A lovesome thing

Well, Blogger was a bit absent for a while, wasn't it? At least it was absent from here. And when it came back, it had eaten some of your comments. Oh well. Here are some photos from our trip last Sunday to lovely Branklyn Gardens in Perth. There's Daughter 1 with her bump and her husband, Mr Life and Son and my mum. She's not really disabled, but gets tired walking very far so we have a chair for these occasions.

The colours in the garden were spectacular. I love meconopsis, which clearly flourishes there, and there were rhododendrons and azaleas in rainbow shades.

And white.

Look at that blue!

Mouthwatering. Don't plants feed the soul?

I must go back sometime and see what blooms in other seasons.

Who are these people? Happy birthday to Son-in-Law, by the way.

I'm not purple's greatest admirer but I like it here.

And I don't like orange at all - but I might make an exception for this.

Trilliums in large quantities.

Then we went and inspected the house that Son and his fiancée were about to buy (and have now more or less bought). This is the view from the front garden.

And this is the house. If it were about 60 miles nearer here I'd like it better, but it's much better than London, where Daughter 2 is. Except that she isn't at the moment; she's on a train and we're about to leave to collect her at the station. But on Sunday, alas, she goes away again.

Have a good weekend, bloggy friends. Tomorrow, Son and his girl are coming to Edinburgh and we'll all be together (except Daughter 2's actor fiancé) having lunch at a hotel in town with Mr Life's aunt, uncle and cousin. Which will be good, except possibly for the waistline.