the rambling rector
heavy scent heady flowers
white bundles afloat
the old rambling rose in the garden is just bursting with smell and white flowers at the moment. It seems to defy gravity, the weight of its flowers should be sagging it down, but it isn’t, it’s joyously exposing itself to the sky, climbing up to meet it. I think the mix of showers and sun (and we’ve had both today) is doing the world of good for the plants. I’ve mentioned it before but the garden has never been this colourful.
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