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A touch of wild

This is yet another post about one of my gardens but with the world being quite upside down at the moment the gardens are where I am spending most of my time - such a delight in spring. 

The garden at Rose Orchard Haus with its neat grassy terraces is the antithesis of Burnbrae garden where I was pathfinding last week. But I love a touch of the wild to which even this garden must bend.  Come take a walk with me.



The sweet peas are climbing the fence with gay abandon.


When I mowed the lawn I dodged poppies growing among the grass so they can delight me with their flowers.



There is no trouble finding paths here but I love the way the calendulas appear in every nook and cranny.



Daisies spill out of the rose garden beds.


And even the vege beds get into the act and flower.


Just so long as things don't get too wild, long may it continue.




Comments

  1. Such a beautiful garden! And I love poppies a lot. And the sunflowers... please keep posting it´´'s so nice to see... whilst autumn takes over now...

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  2. Your garden is looking very inviting.

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  3. Your garden is looking very nice. I love the daisies and calendulas. Spring is a wonderful time in the garden.

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    1. Spring is lovely because of the sunshine but not too hot.

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  4. Oh my gosh Joan Elizabeth, both gardens are beautiful in their own way. Love the sweet peas growing up the fence. They are so pretty in a vase, lovely perfume too if I remember rightly 🌸

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    1. Yes sweet peas have a beautiful perfume. Wafts me back to church garden parties when I was a kid in a country town.

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  5. Goodness me, it does look green down there. You must have had some rain...unlike here where it is as dry as a bone. Love the garden.

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    1. We have had good rainfall, no longer in drought. The whole countryside is brilliant green.

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  6. I'm so happy to see your lovely garden and to know that you have had rain. I was watching
    a preacher from Australia and thought of you. There's nothing new at my blog; just thinking of you.

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