The vaguely green-fingered thoughts of a rambling rose.

A New Decade


As the first month of 2020 draws to a close, I realised that it's been longer than usual between entries.  It has taken us quite a while to get over the loss of Angel and then to find the time and inclination to venture into the garden, despite the weather being favourable.  The heart still aches when we do take a wander so perhaps it was better that we lost her in winter.

The old foliage remains untouched and unadorned stakes thrust out starkly among the detritus of the season.  However here and there, signs are appearing to remind us that life goes on.