Carnation, Peony, Peony, Rose.

I couldn't resist  using, with a slight alteration, the title of John Singer Sargent's most famous paintings.

This dear little carnation is called Gran's Favourite, and I thought I had lost it till this week when all of a sudden it flowered beautifully.

Not having any Lillies in my garden, here is Peony, looking like a ballerina.

And here she is again, on almost her last day.

What a pleasure she has been.

Lastly, the Roses.

There are, I think, ten varieties in this vase, and the scent is so lovely.

Thank you so much for all the lovely comments on my bedroom. It is a joy for me to have a room that is calm and restful. There is still a bit to do, but it will happen, one day.

Redecorations continuing.

 My bedroom isnt quite finished. I still have to re-cover the original headboard and do one or two other little things.

But it's getting there, and it's pleasing me.

Just a quick look......

Can you see the rose peeping through my window?

And just to finish, keeping the  blue theme, Delphiniums! Again.

A wander round the garden.

The poems of A A Milne, which my mother read to me, contained one that always made me a little sad.

It concerned Delphiniums (blue) and a dormouse.

'There was once a dormouse who lived in a bed

Of Delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red).

And all the day long he'd a wonderful view

Of Geraniums (red) and Delphiniums (blue)'

If you have read the poem, you will know that poor Dormouse was persuaded that a bed of crysanthemums yellow and white would be better for his health. So he put his paws over his eyes and imagined himself back in a world of Delphiniums (blue) and Geraniums (red)

It made me sad.

However, these Delphiniums (blue) make me very happy as they continue to come out.

There's even a bee happily foraging.

Here is the beautiful Alnwick rose fluffing up her petticoats. Her perfume isnt intense, but very gentle

 

Zephirine Drouhin is climbing up her obelisk, a highly perfumed rose. One stem in a room will give a wonderful scent.

And lastly, for now, gorgeous Darcey Bussell, a true ballerina.

Truly, the garden in June is a wonderful place, with flowers blooming almost overnight, colour popping up in the beds, scents of roses and lavenders mingling. Why would anyone want to be anywhere else?