Our Garden Over Christmas


I walked around the garden today - clad in wellington boots, waxed cotton
coat etc.   There are a few little violas, the leaves have gone from the
Hazels and stiff little catkins show.   There are bright red berries
exploding from the Iris foetidus, they look well with the marbled leaves of
the arum italica.   Last week I cut a basket of foliage from senecio greyii
with ivy flowers and berries and leycesteria berries and some skimmia.  
The Leycesteria is frosted and over now, the birds have stripped holly
berries and rose hips.   The sycamores round the church are bare and rooks
congregate.  The piercing wind is blowing beech leaves round and a flock of
long tailed tits rises and falls from the Leylandii hedge sheltering the
greenhouse.   Inside, swathed in layers of bubble plastic, the last flowers
on the Daturas and Passionflowers are strangely faded, the Cestrum flowers
have fallen - my mediterranean garden is sleeping.   Through the window I
can see, in front of a mirror,  5 tall red amaryllis rising from ivy, with
tall church candles and it looks very inviting with the books and
firelight, so I will toast you from within.   Regards Bette McTigue,
Northamptonshire, England.    .   



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