I began the morning by pasting the next series of photographs into the garden album. I have now reached the end of The North Breeze Boundary section.
On another wet day we went driveabout before lunch. First trip was to the bank to make a transfer for cleaning in Sigoules. We drove on to Efford Recycling Centre to dump two bags of garden refuse that, being too big for composting but not worth burning, fell between two stools. Well, actually I tipped them over into a vast container. For the first time ever, we left the municipal dump empty-handed. This was probably because we planned to load up the car with bags of Humix Manure obtained from Otter Nurseries. This is a mixture of Horse manure, mushroom compost, and something else.
We bought seven bags of the manure, which were so heavy that, having a care for the Modus springs, we transported them in two trips. On Christchurch Road there were roadworks causing considerable hold-ups, so we made a diversion around Pennington and Everton for our final return.
The lace cap hydrangea in the front garden is enjoying the rain;
Margaret Merrill is living up to her billing as one of the ten best autumn roses;
and Crown Princess Margareta continues making her stately way up the Ace Reclaim arch.
I had taken some photos in the restaurant on Wednesday evening, but they were rather blurred, so I didn’t post them, or send them to Becky, but she asked for them because she thought they were good enough. I e-mailed them to her. Actually, kept small, they are not too bad.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s succulent sausage casserole, potatoes sauteed with onions and peppers, and crisp carrots and Brussels sprouts. The Cook drank Hoegaarden, and I finished the rioja.
In a short while I will be watching the televised third place play-off in the Rugby World Cup, between Argentina and South Africa.
The Crown Princess Margareta is the one I like best – raindrops on rose – sounds like the start to a song!
Thanks, GP. It was meant to, so thanks for noticing 🙂
Raindrops on roses is just the cat’s whiskers!
Thank you, Bruce
It’s wonderful to have such roses this late in the year. I can only imagine what it would be like to get caught in a traffic jam with several loads of manure in the car…..
Thanks Cynthia. Nice thought 🙂
Owwww – – now Julie Andrews is in my head for the day! 😀
🙂 Thanks, Pauline. (My great aunt Mabel was her governess)
She did sound like someone who would have had a governess; no wonder she played the role so well 🙂
I never knew JA had a governess – this means her accent is genuine!
So sensible to put something else in the manure mix 🙂 Here the topsoil on our continent is wearing thin yet we dump it all in the sea.
Thanks, Mary. How sad
I’ve been enjoying our late roses here–sticking my nose in them whenever possible. So nice to see yours still blossoming. The crown princess is quite something.
Thank you Lisa. It was 16 degrees C here today, although wet
Wow! The lace cap hydrangea is spectacular, Derrick.
Thank you, Jill
I love the Crown Princess Margareta. We still have good roses blooming, too, but, then, Portland has the International Rose Test Garden. Gorgeous and a bit dangerous to smell them all too much. I get a bit drunk…:)
Thank you, Cynthia. It’s still very mild here
Crown Princess Margareta is a singularly lovely bloom.
Many thanks, Brenda
The Crown Princess Margareta is stunning; I can practically smell its marvellous scent from here. Great photograph!
Many thanks Christine; for the comments, the likes, and all the reading
Relaxing and enjoyable post Derrick, your compost sounds divine, could almost smell it from here, with that great composition you will have no worries growing beautiful roses. Your roses reminded me of a time I was fortunate to obtain a great collection of cuttings of old English roses, they were magnificent, massive flowers and a beautiful scent that pervaded the house. Old English Roses were hard to obtain in those days.
Beautiful to find a fellow lover of the garden and flowers.
Cheers.
Many thanks, Ian