Double Delight is the name. The petals are photo-sensitive and the blossoms are highly fragrant and smell heavily of oranges. Ordinary and yet, so not. As is often the case with roses, and many other things.
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Double Delight is the name. The petals are photo-sensitive and the blossoms are highly fragrant and smell heavily of oranges. Ordinary and yet, so not. As is often the case with roses, and many other things.
Just before Christmas, CR surprised me by bringing in a landscape architect to make our yard over into a beautiful urban farm. Perhaps he wants more fresh potatoes like the ones I grew in a black bag last summer. Or maybe he is tired of me complaining about the price of organic produce. Whatever [...] One of my great desires has always been to have a greenhouse. In a corner of my dining room is a small conservatory, a Victorian imitation, and within are a cyclamen and African violets. This morning, this cyclamen was blooming and I spent an hour admiring it, shooting the light on its petals, [...] Yesterday, weary of the restlessness that has followed me around for two days, I gave up the pretense of getting some pages one and drove to the downtown library. They had a particular book I wanted, but the destination was less the point than the escape. I took [...] I seem to be tussling again with that virus that’s been stalking me, so I haven’t much brain power. This morning when I took the dogs out for their walk, this small tree was ablaze. I had to finish the walk and come back for a photo, so the light had shifted a [...] |
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