Four grown kids, five delightful grandchildren, constant, long-time partner. A retired academic, I'm adapting to life in a Vancouver condo after decades in a waterfront home on a very small (Canadian) West Coast island. Keen to discover what new priorities emerge, what interests persist, in this urban life after 60!
Pink bleeding heart (Dicentra formosa, native to the Pacific Northwest, so very easy-care in my garden)
Rhododendron 'Temple Belle' a week or so ago, when the buds were just beginning to relax themselves open . . .
their colour still intensely concentrated
And then yesterday, with the flowers released open into the palest, prettiest pink
I've even "borrowed" some pink, as if I don't have enough in my own garden -- I took this photo, pulling the neighbour's fabulous cherry tree into my landscape. . .
Well, wouldn't you?
It's carrying on the loveliest conversation with the broad-leaf maple's acid-green flowers and the burgundy leaves of the potted Japanese maple.
More Rhodo 'Temple Belle" (I first heard this name as Temple Bells, and honestly, I still imagine these sweet washed-out pink flowers as dangling melodiously, ready to ring out a chime to match their colour . . .
We bought the rough wooden sculpture from an island artisan many years ago.
She was grateful to find a home for it
and she and her partner moved away not too long after, but I think of them when I admire the way the roughness of this aged wood sets off the sweet prettiness of this floral show.
I should warn you: I was playing quite a bit with my camera this weekend, in the garden, and there may be other posts of this ilk. I also have a What I Wore post lined up and a few other ideas. But that's later. We should be living in the moment, no? And it's Monday! Monday with Pink -- Enjoy!