It has been a chilly, damp, grey day in London, one of those days when you don’t really want to do anything but know you ought to take some exercice. So I took myself to Greenwich Park to compare progress with the London Garden.
It is a long time since I posted here! In the inbetween monthsI have been to France, undertaken house renovation, and prepared for a photography exhibition which is just two weeks away now. I have been iimmersed in the Breton Church Closes and will be returning to Brittany soon to continue with the project.
I look forward to seeing this rose every year. Just for a few weeks I enjoy the whirl of pink petals and it is a special joy to visit Greenwich Park and head for the rose garden.
And finally I need to share these exuberant, exotic, crazy, wonderful flowers with you.
The Paeony Borders in Greenwich Park seem rather smaller and more restrained this year, but perhaps I am imagining it. Right now the paeonies are displaying themselves completely unrestrainedly, in pink, magenta, and white, and somehow managing to survive all the rain. And I am sharing this with Garden Photography.
The paeonies are flowering in Greenwich Park – gorgeous, luscious, flamboyant, fragile… And I am sharing this with Garden Photography.
The roses are starting to flower in Greenwich Park Rose Garden. Just Joey is just gorgeous. And I am sharing this with Garden Photography.
The magnolias are mainly over for the year – glorious, sculptural, waxy, enticing – just beautiful.
What a strange spring it is – in Greenwich Park there are daffodils and tulips – and cherry blossom.