I love Spring flowers.
I grew up in the 1950s but I don’t remember being aware of fashions until the 1960s. Looking at old black and white photos of my mum I really like the dresses she wore. Like many women in those days, she made all her own clothes and those for my sister and myself too. She…… Continue reading Spring Fashions from the 1950s
It’s May Day: the day the fleece comes off my potted camellia. I’ve been hanging on and waiting for any last vestiges of Spring frosts to disappear before risking the fleece’s removal. I concede that my arrangement of the fleece is a little bizarre. It took two packets of clothes pegs and half a ball…… Continue reading It may be May Day for you but it’s Camellia Day for me!
My camellia is still swathed in sheets of fleece. I’m waiting for the early morning frosts to end. Last year I removed the fleece too soon and none of the buds flowered. The previous year I kept the camellia wrapped in fleece until the end of April and there was a profusion of blooms. I…… Continue reading ‘Ne’er cast a clout till May be out’.