Overcast and at times a fine mist falling today, and loving this as I find it calming looking out of the window. I would much rather be outdoors of course ,but spending time tidying up today is needed.
I did take some pictures of flowers that bloomed for the first time like my dahlias I planted from seed the last week in June. First time I planted from seed. A surprise when they bloom to see the color and type of flower I will have since the packet was of a mixed variety.
Lavender my favorite color is blooming in an urn.
This one just opened today and is dark red with bright yellow center. I guess I need to find out what the true names of the different ones are.
This one is in a small hanging basket at the entrance to the driveway, I will not bother it now as it to will bloom soon.
crepe myrtle in front yard still blooming away
geraniums getting a little leggy
I scattered the seeds of the white zinnias and they are growing like weeds.
daisy like
I like the color of this one
The plants hanging on the fence are looking better because of the cooler weather
A couple of finches and a bluebird (wish I had my camera ready at the time) were tearing at the sunflower this morning
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I will be reading this book in the afternoon with some coffee or tea
I ordered this book a few months ago
A facsimile reproduction of her diary for the year 1906
Published 1977
I like this edition as it looks aged by it's yellowed pages and have dark edges
Edith Holden wrote and illustrated this book while living in a small village of Olton in Warwickshire England
All of her words are written by her hand along with her favorite poems,
paintings of birds , flowers , butterflies etc. are on every page
A pleasure it is to read her thoughts of her surroundings of home and travels through England and Scotland.
The following pictures I posted are a few of her drawings and words for the month of August
her beautiful painting of poppies , harebell and mayweed
she mentions on facing page that the rain has been continuous in Scotland , although in England it has been one of the sunniest months on record.
thrush feeding on berries of the Rowan or Mountain Ash
poem on facing page
Tragically Edith dies at the age of 49 of drowning in the Thames while gathering buds from the chestnut trees