'Tis not the season

This weekend we had the pleasure of a visit from Ireland. I wanted to put some flowers in the guest room but after having a look at the predictable shop versions I decided to try my garden - ambitious for this time of year! As it turns out, even more so than I thought.

So I decided to make it a 'spent-season' bouquet. A gathering of garlic chive seed heads, spent rose heads, butterfly bush stalks, berries and basil pods with some green in between.

Ok, and I admit to stealing the honeysuckle from my neighbours, but it's growing through my wall!

Some people might only see the spent but I find it quite pleasing on the eye.

Welcome to my parlour

I have decided to dedicate February to the visitors of my garden.

FatCat (alias Louise ~ yes, from 'Thelma & Louise' but unfortunately Thelma her sister is with us no longer)

I love all things feline and FatCat is the grand old lady of my domain. She peruses the garden and it's goings-on from a quiet dignified distance. Nothing is rushed, and if anything noteworthy is taking place she will let me know by sitting near the said event facing it like an arrow but with a lot more class. After all pointing is unforgivably rude.