My pond is definitely dead; it has sprung a leak and sadly cannot be repaired. I shall transform it into a bog garden in the spring.
Meanwhile, the remainder of my garden is ALMOST ready to sleep for winter. I have been weeding and tidying in small bursts for several weeks, and only have a little weeding left to do; I shall then plant my remaining spring bulbs.
A few colourful blooms still smile back at me, including Achillea, Scabious, Calendula, Kaffir Lily and a few Roses, all pictured below.
Achillea
Scabious
Calendula
Kaffir Lily
“Pilgrim” Rose
I am reminded of a poem I wrote several years ago of two Roses lying side by side, one of which is dying:
Two Roses
A crimson hue of velvet petals nestles close to create a delicious bloom,
Gentle leaves embrace a fine green stem, each one veined with tiny lines,
A little three leaved branch sits quietly in a bend, waiting to mature,
Alongside these luscious leaves lies a large rosebud, embalmed in death,
Its petals have paled into mottled hues of dark red, pink and orange,
The cycle completed, the two roses rest side by side – a testament to each others beauty.
Sorry to hear of your pond’s demise.😐 On the upside your flowers are very pretty.😃
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Thanks Stephanie, It had six good years!
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Still such a lovely garden…so sorry to see the pond…maybe a little plastic liner to start anew?
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I could give it a new liner but I think I need more space for flowers now so a bog garden is the better option !
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A wonderful poem to accompany your lovely flowers.
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Thanks Bernadette. I would love to write more poetry and will maybe take time to write some this winter.
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Beautiful words
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Thanks Ali. Have a lovely day.
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Beautiful poem!
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Aw thank you Sumith.
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Such lovely pictures. What a delight your garden must be!
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Thanks Janet. It is my wee haven.
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The garden is BEAUTIFUL! Too bad about the pond though
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Yes, it is time for it to go and it shall be transformed!
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I am very sentimental about my garden also! Very nice poem about your garden. You still have some roses!!
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Yes, Miriam. There are quite a few still in bloom. It has been such a lovely autumn so far after a really wet summer so they are giving me great pleasure.
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You have wet summer? I must ask you to share net summer. May I ask where you are? 🙂 BTW, I’m in Orange county, CA.
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I am in Ireland.
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I see. When I taught about drought, my England bloggers said would give me buckets and buckets of water! 🙂
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I guess your pond has decided it wants to be something else…it’s going through a metamorphosis. I know you will do it justice!! Your flowers are beautiful and your poem even more so. Funny I was saying goodbye to my Willow Tree this morning…most of her leaves are golden yellow and dropping to the ground soon they will be all gone til Spring! You have such a green thumb!! xo
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Yes, it feels like it is telling me it needs to change. I have lots of lovely candelabra primulas waiting excitedly on a new home. I talk to my trees and plants too! Thanks for your lovely comments Deb. Have a lovely weekend.
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There’s nothing as healing as spending time with nature, the quiet, simplicity helps to de-stress us from life’s craziness. I’ve been wanting to visit and have been too busy, I always have smiles on my face when I come by and read. Thanks Brigid, wishing you a wonderful weekend too!! xo
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Deb you are so kind. Hope you have a lovely weekend too. x
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