Rhapsody in Blue

I'm just back from two weeks in paradise. I baulk when I see my brown face in the mirror having become so used to my pale winter skin. I've absorbed the sunshine in the shade.



My garden was singing the blues for me when I arrived in Positano.
It was all so pretty, so fresh, so calm and quiet apart from the sea and the birdsong that I was moved to tears.

The Dutch irises and the bearded irises flowered simultaneously and their light scent mingled with that of the orange and lemon blossom everywhere.

Bees were all a buzz over the wisteria. We spent the warm days walking along the beach, the mountains or simply playing Scrabble and Rummikub with the kids under the pergola. Occasionally we had to retrieve a tile from the gardens below, flipped there by my over-enthusiastic youngest. All our meals were in the open as the weather was positively balmy. It was always fresh seasonal food and I added sage to any thing I could, given the size of the plant.

In the evenings, the gardens surrounding the house came alight with the twinkle of fireflies. It was the magical first time my youngest had ever seen them.


A perfect break.

What's flowering in my garden in Positano.

A single peach blossom.
Uva Fragola -strawberry flavoured grape vine.

There is nothing like the rebirth of Nature for inspiration. What's flowering in my garden at Positano will have to do till I get my head around my capricious computer problems.


Notice the bare earth -Many thanks to our gardener.

Sage - Rampant and huge if not pruned heavily each winter. It easily smothers any herbs sitting beside it.

La Zagara- or orange blossom

Our Wisteria just promising blooms in the wake of the season.

To allay any confusion, these were photos that I took at this time last year when Easter came much sooner, and we had over a week of torrential rain.