Around the garden the colours are mostly pink and blue.
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Sunday, May 10, 2026
Mostly Pink and Blue
Thursday, April 30, 2026
Shrewsbury
We spent a lovely day in Shrewsbury on Tuesday. It's not too far from here probably about fifty minutes drive to the park and ride at Harlescott and then a ten minute bus ride into the centre.
It's a place I'm quite familiar with. I often used to get the bus there and back for shopping when we lived near Market Drayton. I also used to meet a friend at the station and we would travel on the train to Llandrindod Wells (Llandod as it was known locally) to visit a retired work colleague.
I love the old streets, quaint alleyways and old buildings. The names of the streets like Wyle Cop and Dogpole that conjure up times gone by. We'd decided we wanted to visit the Museum to see how it had changed since our last visit and also walk along the riverside to The Dingle, Percy Thrower's garden.
Thursday, April 23, 2026
Blossom
Glorious pink Blossom and blue skies, you'd be forgiven for thinking all is well with the world. It's so wonderful to see. I look forward to this display each year along the bank the River Trent by the Trentham Garden Centre.
Although still chilly in the mornings the days have been glorious. Walks have been taken. Gardening done, washing has dried outside. Days are filled with ordinary things and routine tasks, I'm trying to savour these days as they pass by so quickly.
Saturday, April 18, 2026
A Few things from the last week
In the garden Spring is in the air.
The Amelanchier just outside the conservatory window was full of blossom, although the winds of the last few days have started to blow petals all over the plants below. They drift around like little snowflakes.
Our night time visitors are still around. Arriving at dusk, they are easily spotted. I love the way they feel safe enough to sit for a while before moving on.
Earlier in the week we visited the Derbyshire town of Belper. We were there to catch up with two of my relatives, who both live in the town. One, who is now a sprightly 89, is the daughter of my grandmother's youngest brother. The other is the granddaughter of my grandmother's sister. We exchanged family news and had a lovely meal at a place called Denby Lodge, in the pottery village of Denby.
We visited Hem Heath Woods again to see if the bluebells were in flower. They were, although some paths had been closed to stop people and dogs trampling on the delicate blooms.
