Life, photos but not the universe

Let there be light

We have been feeling for a while now as though the sitting room is under water.  It’s not wet in there but there is lush, voluminous and prodigal growth, just outside the window, filling the room with a soft, green dimness.

A Forsythia, a Winter Jasmine, two small Ash Trees and a Mock Orange Live in the rather small flower bed and they seem to like it there. The Mock Orange (I can’t immediately remember its proper name) reaches up to the bedroom window above and has been wondering about moving in with us.  The Ash Trees are intruders and have spawned a dozen babies which are also thriving excessively well considering how little space there is for them.  The Forsythia is trying to move in next door (and has been firmly and efficiently repelled by Mr Next Door).  Somewhere I have a photo from inside the window taken last year before the growth became  overwhelming but I can’t find it (buried in leaves and branches no doubt) but here it is from the outside.DSC_3485-1

Somewhere underneath all this fecundity is my Rosemary bush and a heap of Montbretia which have been struggling bravely on in spite of the competition.  Not to mention a rose bush, some violets and cowslips and some tiny irises which I was given a long time ago by a famous horticultural photographer and writer who I happened to be friends with before she became famous.

It’s time they, and we, saw the light of day again!

Mr Next Door tends to do these things with a pair of secateurs and a lot of time and care.  Barney has another approach, involving large pruning shears, the strimmer, the chainsaw, the pick up truck and a good deal of brute strength.  He doesn’t take kindly to instructions like “cut each branch a few inches above the last major junction with another branch and make sure the direction of each cut will allow the new growth space to grow away from the centre of the tree”  He prefers to”cut it right back!”  Ah well.  Trees are tough things.

This is not the window in question.  This is the one that you can see through.

This is not the window you can't see through.

And now you can see even better through this one.



OMG.  It looks a bit naked!

Mr and Mrs Middle girl came last night for dinner and we had a most magnificent rib of roast beef.  Normally, Petrol Head (aka The Chef, aka He Who Knows Everything.  Who?  Oh well, Barney really) does roast beef with ‘orkshires and all the trimmings.  However, he’d spent the morning amongst the jungle at the sitting room window and inspired by the joys of destruction and  wielding sharp implements, he’d moved on to the hedge (not really twenty feet high but sometimes it seemed like it) and was completely worn out by the time it came to cooking.  Not even in order to wield yet sharper implements could he face anything other than a shower and a trip to the pub with Son in Law.

So I cooked and Mrs Middle helped and it was all very nice.  Done to a turn, though I say so myself, and if the ‘orkshires were a bit crisp, no one minded.  Mrs Middle and I finished off the evening somewhat owlishly moving photos in and out of Barney’s ipod.  Sometimes the wrong way, sometimes the right way and sometimes out of all human ken.  Eventually all those that should be, were, on the ipod and all those that had vanished had been retrieved and put back. So we went to bed feeling we’d done a good job.

And rather tired.  So now I’m going off to eat another dinner (tortilla with salsa and Garlic bread) and not watch cricket.

Enjoy your evening and your following days and nights.

July 12, 2009 - Posted by | Uncategorized


  1. yum!

    that made me hungry. . .

    . . .I rather liked all the plants around the window, but good trim is necessary everynowandagain


    I feel as though I may have eaten too much over the last couple of days I.
    I miss the underwater feeling though I know one should look after ones walls and foundations. Ash trees and incursions from plant life are definitely not a good thing even when they’re nice 🙂

    Comment by I, Like The View | July 12, 2009 | Reply

  2. OMG……it looks naked…..

    Poor plants.
    I mean, I know it’s probably the best thing for the house–but gosh, what lovely lighting for the room…..

    Yup–definitely changed the lighting. LOL AND located the missing flowers and bench. 😉

    It’s ok Mel. The trees will grow again and thicker and stronger than before – it’s hard to believe but they do like being cut back.
    But the window will look naked till next spring!

    Comment by Mel | July 13, 2009 | Reply

  3. that looks like a lot of work. A shower and a trip to the pub, AND AN AERLY NIGHT..sounds just about right!
    Like the little bench, a good spot to sit and look for pixies.

    🙂 Pixies eh 🙂
    Well the bench is probably only strong enough for pixies to sit on these days Sorrow. It’s been buried too long 🙂

    Comment by Sorrow | July 13, 2009 | Reply

  4. Philadelphus coronarius. I had to look it up.

    That’s the one 🙂

    Comment by Thursday | July 13, 2009 | Reply

  5. IT’s beautiful! Not sure which is better, before or after?

    Well in the long run, after had better be better cos it can’t be put back Betty 🙂 But it looked nicest about halfway through the cutting back.

    Comment by Betty | July 15, 2009 | Reply

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