Saturday, May 16, 2015
Flowers and books
On Tuesday we went up to Perth to have lunch with Son. Then we visited Branklyn Gardens, which are so colourful at this time of year, full of rhododendrons and azaleas...
... and mecanopsis, which are the colour of the sky on a sunny day.
And trilliums - so dainty and pretty.
This rhododendron is ridiculously pink. What a splash of colour.
I keep meaning to visit the garden at some other time of year; somehow we always go around this time but I imagine that it has other seasonal delights.
Son and his wife have sold their house and now need to find another one - still up north, alas. Daughter 1 and her husband are about to put their (Edinburgh) house on the market and look for another (Edinburgh) one too, so it's there's a lot of change on the horizon.
We haven't moved for 26 years and have accumulated a lot of stuff. Mr Life has just repainted the dining room, which involved (obviously) emptying it, including moving many, many books. We told each other that we'd get rid of some of them. Our ruthlessness isn't working very well so far: the charity shop pile currently contains about five books (and we have books in other places too). It's very difficult to part with lovely, interesting books. If I were going to live for another hundred years or so then I'd be able to reread all of mine, plus a reasonable number of new ones. As it is... .