Ashur’s Roses

Ashur bought the biggest bouquet in the flower shop. Long-stem red roses, white carnations – it was spectacular. “That’s the one,” he said to me. “That’s the one I want to buy.” A few minutes earlier, as I waited for Ashur to arrive I’d also bought a bouquet, a more diminutive spray of Gerber Daisies. … Continue reading Ashur’s Roses

Morning Glories and meditation: food for the soul

The Morning Glories on my balcony wake up earlier than I do each morning. They look like they've been up for hours primping and preening, every bloom a study in perfection. I'd be jealous if I didn't know they too will be drooping with exhaustion by supper time. All that early morning energy consumes this … Continue reading Morning Glories and meditation: food for the soul

Creeping vines I can handle; creepy crawlies, not so much

It appears I will be going round two with the aphids. Such is the life, I suppose, of a gardener, even one confined to a balcony. The aphids have overtaken my honeysuckle vine, just as it is breaking into bloom. I thought I’d nipped the problem in the bud back in May when I first … Continue reading Creeping vines I can handle; creepy crawlies, not so much