16th March

Geraniums

Autumn is well and truely here with cooler air in the mornings and evenings, followed by beautiful golden sunshine and still air. The garden is a bit tired but the colours are intensifying and this little bunch of geraniums caught my eye on the way down the path to the studio. They glowed in the sunshine and as I picked them their green fragrance engulfed me, transporting me to my childhood gardens. I seem to have grown gardens ever since I was a young girl in one form or another, collecting plants from relatives. I have lots of stories from my paternal grandmother who used to be one of  those naughty old ladies who carried her secateurs in her handbag and snip off cuttings as she walked around the botanical gardens. She knew all sorts of names of plants, common and latin, and loved her garden with a passion.