Photo-a-Day (Tuesday, 25th February, 2020)
Old and New
Photo: Poet (Lenovo TAB 2 A10-70F)
As small as their flowerheads are, I think there's more to come from them, Poet. I like the stonework, as well.
I bet who ever was originally put in there never thought they would be replace by some dwarf daffodils
A very pretty shot..thank you poet.
Nothing heralds Spring more than daffodils, and how lovely that something so old is being used to display something so fresh and young.
These could be a variety called tête-à-tête, they are earlier than their cousins. Lovely piccy for a morning such as this.
Rest in Peace from life we lease,
It’s time for me to sleep,
to rest my head upon this bed,
and wait for what’s to come .
What will I find , as I unwind ,
to meet a bright new dawn,
a golden bed upon my head,
on one Spring freshly morn...
What I would give for that lovely stone sarcophagus. I would fill it to the brim with rockery plants and spring bulbs. A beautiful garden feature....
What a difference the daffodils make. A very 'grey' scene is transformed into a beautiful early spring morning. The very best time of year - when crocus, daffodils and red currant bushes bring the first colours to our gardens, after a long wet winter.
Thank you Poet.
I'd once refused a hollowed, sandstone block, such as this. It was about a third of its size, had no drainage hole, nor content - just cranalled stone work that held lichen on one of its four outer walls. And for such a prize, the gentleman from the neighbouring big house had later payed my friend 'old' Bill, £25 - myself, later refusing all for 'a part played'.
I would have snatched Old Bill's hand off Philip...there must be 'Old Bill's' in every town, there's one near me, but I don't think he's all that much older than me!
Gone now has 'owd' Bill, Veronica. I think you'd have liked him. He furnished his raspberry canes religiously each year, rooted his early chrysanth's cuttings and germinated his onion seeds in the heated case that he'd made for himself and brought from beneath his greenhouse bench each January for just a few weeks. His collection of chrysanth's was mainly of early 'sprays', which included several from the Hardwick range - his favourite was Hardwick Lemon. And many were the sprays he'd sent to Birchley St Mary's. Take care.
He sounds like my old neighbour. But as he was an ex- headmaster I don't think I would have dared call him Owd Jack!