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The trees are full of leaves, bulky and heavy laden. They clean the air, drawing in carbon dioxide and producing oxygen. I hate to think of when these trees will be gone. They may become aged and diseased. I think of them 50 years ago, how big were they then? Saplings or bigger? How old are they. What is their life expectancy? I hope they see the next century safely. Their dark green canopies giving continued shelter even as the climate heats up.
Red and green begonia. The flowers were blooming in the pots at Dorothy Clive garden this weekend. I was amazed at how many had proliferated in numerous containers around the garden. There were other lovely plants but these were the most noticeable.
I was looking outside tonight as I’d got the door open to cool down. I thought the sky looked a bit strange so I set my phone camera to ‘night’ which stacks a series of images over 60 seconds. I saw the photo had a slight green tinge so I took another shot, this time it was normal blue. There is a chance of auroras again because there has been corona activity on the sun.
Apologies for the poor quality of the photo, I shake too much so I get bad camera shake!
My hosta has flowered and the slugs have left it alone. Yippee!
My garden bench looks a bit worn out. There’s a hole where the wood has rotted. Now it’s growing moss. There’s a small strawberry plant in a pot, and a few empty pots which I might fill up with flowers letter on.
I’m posting about gardening, but I haven’t been out much. The rain has been pouring down all month. Less flaming June, more flipping wet June!
I took this photo today, I might buy another bench. Perhaps a metal one? In the meantime I will continue to use this as a potting bench for now.
Plants love growing, their seeds sneak in cracks, send down roots and push up paving, this thistle is an example of one. Looking round my area the streets are less littered with litter and more by plants. I’m not calling them weeds, they are wild vegetation. I don’t really mind them, except where they grow in front of and on doorsteps. I do think that the streets used to get maintained in a better way. I don’t think I’d like a lot of weed killer to be used, but I hope things can improve soon. Hopefully owners could do a little hand weeding.
I’m muddled and muddied
Confused and twisted
I’m all out of coping
My strength has diminished
But I have to cope
Twist the strands of hope
Back together again.
Find my way through the fog
Out of the maze
Into light.
I saw myself reflected in the window. The leaves of the ivy giving the image an eerie appearance. I might play with this to try and enhance the view of my face? Can you actually see me? My hand and phone are also just about visible. Funny what a little boredom will do to make you feel creative.
In a gallery
But looking outside
Fresh green against brick red
Daylight catches the wall
As sun starts to set.
Always look outside the box
The view might change
Your thoughts too….
Chances are
You’ll see something new.
A bit splodgy… Sneak peak! Work in progress. I’m struggling with fine details as I shake as I paint…
A4 size acrylic on canvas, I’m hoping I can refine the details as I go….
Mallaband-Brown