T.L. Morrisey

Showing posts with label solitude. Show all posts
Showing posts with label solitude. Show all posts

Sunday, October 8, 2023

A garden on the corner of Terrebonne and Mayfair

I've walked by this house, on the corner of Terrebone and Mayfair, for years. I usually stop in the summer to take photographs of honey bees in the hydrangea but the owners have transformed their property into a beautiful garden, no grass, just many different types of plants. Earlier this summer, when I was planning what next to do with my garden, I bought a hydrangea to fill in a place as you enter the side gate, only today did I realize that the hydrangea I bought is the same type as found on this corner. I look forward to having more honey bees in our garden because of this. 








Saturday, September 30, 2023

Stopping by St. Philip’s Church

 It was at this moment that I discovered how much honey bees love asters. Summer has ended and the bees are preparing for a long winter, they are bringing in the last pollen and making the last honey that has to last them until next spring when they can, once again, leave the hive in search of pollen and nectar. This is serious business. 












Sunday, September 24, 2023

The Canadian cottage garden in mid-August, 2023

Not a large garden but a cottage garden; not manicured and trimmed and finely rounded edges and borders, but a garden that makes its own shape, that makes its borders temporary, they may be different next summer, or they may be the same. More of a comfortable old chair with a throw and an open book on the floor than a formal garden with box hedges and roses. A garden of flowers, large displays of flowers, all perennials to reduce the work but also because perennials have a soul unto themselves, they return, they multiply, they are frugal in work but great in display. They return and return and always give more than they take. A place of solitude. A place of insects, butterflies, bees, and spiders, and of birds visiting the bird baths. A small garden that contains much. A garden born from where it began, a place where little was growing, a place of grass and a single old apple tree. Now, it is a place of walks between garden beds, flowers, and giving the appearance of being larger than it is.











Wednesday, August 23, 2023

A Canadian cottage garden in August

 A Canadian cottage garden; photographs taken on 22 August 2023.

You can feel August in the air, it's cooler, the days are shorter, the sun is not as intense as it was in July.

A garden is like an extra room in your house, but it's outside. With enough plants, flowers, a bird bath, a bench to sit on, it is comfortable and inviting. Sit down over here, have a cup of tea, behind you a sparrow just visited the bird bath, all is well in the world.