Monday, April 24, 2017

The Glory of the Garden

I am totally in love with blue flowers right now. These forget-me-nots are so lovely.
Rainier Cherry blossoms
Weber's Parrot tulip
Tulameen Raspberrys
Huge pink rhododendron. I planted it 38 years ago!!
Kwanzen Cherry Tree...aka the eye candy
Hosta's growing like crazy right now. They love their new location.
Below you can see photos of the side of the yard where the Hosta's and Hydrangeas were doing very poorly. I transplanted them all last weekend. It is now so full of weeds over there that I am going to level everything and just seed it with grass. It fascinates me that nothing, but nothing will grow near that cedar hedge {hidden behind that fence}...except weeds. And they are the healthiest looking weeds in the yards.

The Glory of the Garden

OUR England is a garden that is full of stately views,
Of borders, beds and shrubberies and lawns and avenues,
With statues on the terraces and peacocks strutting by;
But the Glory of the Garden lies in more than meets the eye.
For where the old thick laurels grow, along the thin red wall,
You'll find the tool- and potting-sheds which are the heart of all
The cold-frames and the hot-houses, the dung-pits and the tanks,
The rollers, carts, and drain-pipes, with the barrows and the planks.

And there you'll see the gardeners, the men and 'prentice boys
Told off to do as they are bid and do it without noise ;
For, except when seeds are planted and we shout to scare the birds,
The Glory of the Garden it abideth not in words.
And some can pot begonias and some can bud a rose,
And some are hardly fit to trust with anything that grows ;
But they can roll and trim the lawns and sift the sand and loam,
For the Glory of the Garden occupieth all who come.

Our England is a garden, and such gardens are not made
By singing:-" Oh, how beautiful," and sitting in the shade
While better men than we go out and start their working lives
At grubbing weeds from gravel-paths with broken dinner-knives.
There's not a pair of legs so thin, there's not a head so thick,
There's not a hand so weak and white, nor yet a heart so sick
But it can find some needful job that's crying to be done,
For the Glory of the Garden glorifieth every one.

Then seek your job with thankfulness and work till further orders,
If it's only netting strawberries or killing slugs on borders;
And when your back stops aching and your hands begin to harden,
You will find yourself a partner In the Glory of the Garden.
Oh, Adam was a gardener, and God who made him sees
That half a proper gardener's work is done upon his knees,
So when your work is finished, you can wash your hands and pray
For the Glory of the Garden that it may not pass away!

And the Glory of the Garden it shall never pass away !

Rudyard Kipling

Monday, April 03, 2017

Two days in the Garden.

This weekend I torture tested my elbow. Remember I had a terrible bout of Tennis Elbow last summer and fall. I couldn't pull a single weed or even use pruners. Nothing. So I have a very unpruned and weedy garden to contend with this year. I have spent two weekends cleaning the gardens. Today I finished all the pruning, fed everything in the greenhouse and dug up two roots of a peony and a fringed Shasta Daisy that I love. My garden has quite a few bare spots, so this will help fill them in. I walked about the yard with my new Canon camera and took these photos. I am enjoying it very much!!

Moms pansy reseeded!!
Greenhouse, cleaned, pruned and fed. I left the door open today to circulate fresh air.
Tulameen Raspberry patch.
Amanda's Rosemary
'Frost' Peach blossom
Greenhouse bed. Martha Washington starting to bloom.
Meyer Lemon
Meyer Lemon tree. The Buddha in the back ground was on the deck. I carried it myself and placed it. I am guessing but I bet it weighs about 70 pounds.
Tomatoes coming up. Sungold and Black Krim.
Miniature Rose. I bought it because I have never smelled a mini rose that smelled like an old rose like this one does. It will be going on the deck in the big pot!!
Tete a Tete narcissus.
Shiro Japanese plum. Most delicious plum I have ever tasted.
Closeup of Shiro Plum blossom
My garden all cleaned out and pruned. Ready to go.
I dug up a division of the Ogilvie Peony for my garden.
This three foot pot was in our front entry. I wanted to move it to the furthest back corner of the yard. The bamboo and the water in the huge pot meant this pot weighed at least 100 pounds. I could barely raise a side of it off the ground. I went to the shed and got my UFO shaped slider. I wrestled it onto the slider. It was brutally heavy even pulling it. Then I had to wrestle it again up about ten inches onto the deck under the willow. I cannot believe I did it myself. I am worried about how my elbow will take this level of abuse, but so far so good.


Thursday, March 02, 2017

Snowdrops....I love Snowdrops

I adore Snowdrops. Here on Vancouver Island they are the first bulb to flower in the spring. This year they were blooming when we left for Hawaii on Feb 1st. We returned home yesterday to a full bloom situation. I wanted to take a few photos to show me where they are planted. I need to know this because I like to add more every fall. Then I thought, why not share these with you so you can see how cute they are too.
A couple months ago we had a power outage and the greenhouse went down to zero one night...I was concerned about the orchids. They all survived, except this one. This is a Miltonia Orchid. You can see that even the green leaves and Pseudobulbs have started to turn brown from the bottom. That means dead. So now we know.

Friday, February 24, 2017

Well lookie here....another piece of pink Pyrex

We were in Honokaa yesterday. A small town up north on The Big Island of Hawaii. We took the long way to Hilo. We hadn't done this in years since they upgraded Saddle Road which is now called the Daniel J. Inouye Highway. It is a relatively straight line to Hilo now. So yesterday we took the old meandering route. We popped in and out of little shops along the way and I spotted this piece of Pink Pyrex. It has the tiniest little mark on the pink on one side, but other than that is mint. The lid they had is definitely NOT the right lid, so I will haunt Sidney Thrift shops until I find the right one. How adorable is this piece! Guess how much. Guess. $12.95. Two pieces of pink Pyrex found in the wild in one week. Yahoo!!


Sunday, February 19, 2017

My favourite store in Hilo did not disappoint.

I really lucked out in Hilo today. I found two beautiful Pyrex pieces. One was this amazing large pink casserole and I found another Snowflake casserole dish. I let my sister have the Snowflake dish because she really wanted one since she saw mine.

I found that lovely Royal Albert Brigadoon creamer as well as embroideries and crochet. That crochet doily looks like my grandmother's.

1960's beaded clutch
Pink Daisy Pyrex casserole

Sunday, January 29, 2017

To me, Vintage Pyrex is Art.

I really love vintage Pyrex. This area of my Pyrex cupboard has my Primary Colour Mixing Bowls, my Fire King Jadite mugs and egg cups and the bright and wonderful Friendship pieces.
Primary Colour Mixing Bowls with a French Country Tea Towel
Pink Gooseberry bowls with a Pink Gooseberry Tea Towel. My favourite pattern.
Here is a turquoise baking dish with a vintage hand mixer. An eBay find. The bowls are Blue Amish or Butterprint. A Snowflake covered baking dish and two smaller Blue Amish baking dishes.
My very favourites!! PINK!! On the top shelf is a set of Pink Gooseberry 'Fridgies'. They were used to store food in the fridge. That pink striped bowl is a real treasure. Very hard to get your hands on. The pile of four, is a mix of Cinderella Bowls and baking dishes with the tea Towel.

And here is the whole cupboard. There are other pieces I have with serving dishes, bowls and baking dishes that I use regularly. These are my little treasures. I did use a couple of them at Christmas, but they aren't used often.

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

My KitchenAid mixer...good for another 15 years?

I have had this wonderful old KitchenAid Mixer for about 15 years or so. It was a joint Christmas gift from Allan and my sister Jessica. I love it so much. Who knew that a mixer could have sentimental value. When I was using it last night to make Figgy Pudding, it was making a high pitched metal on metal sound when I turned it off, so I asked Allan if he knew what it was? Of course he grabbed some tools and began dismantling it. He found the sound was coming from some ball bearings that had no oil or grease. He gave them a shot of oil and it is good to go. I am so glad that I didn't need a new one. Although I would have used it until it ground to a slow and screeching halt never to run again. I don't like to replace things until they need replacing. There is something wonderful about using old things that I love.

This is what the inside of my old KitchenAid mixer looks like.



Monday, January 16, 2017

Figgy Pudding take two

Today I made a Sticky Figgy Pudding. I want to have this perfected for this years Christmas. It is pretty close I think. I'll know after I taste it. I made this one in a Bundt pan and it was a lot easier to make and to estimate the cooking time. I have a post ready and it will go live on December first this year. It will be the final recipe!!
In this photo you can see that there is excess Sauce as you are flipping the pudding out onto the plate. I should have cleaned that up before I took the photos. Gordon Ramsay would have thrown me out of the kitchen !!


Saturday, January 14, 2017

Pink Wedgwood Embossed Queensware...

I wish my mother could have seen my face when I opened these gifts. As you know, my mother is a thrifting wizard. She has amazing timing and instinct. When I went to her place for coffee one day, these beautiful candlesticks and dish were on her counter. I almost fell over. So I shrieked at a pitch only a dog could hear... "OH MY GOD MOM, WHERE DID YOU GET THE PINK WEDGWOOD?!" Mom-"At the thrift shop". Me-"How much were they?" Mom-"The dish was $20.00 and the candlesticks were $20.00 for the pair." So, if my mother wanted to, she could be a very wealthy woman. She has a gift.


My mothers gift worked so much in my favour this Christmas, in the form of a 'gift'. No, two gifts. I opened my Christmas present from her and was thrilled to see the candlesticks. I could have cried. She came bearing another gift when she came over for dinner. I thought that was so sweet. I am pretty sure my gasp was audible. It was the pink bowl. They will be placed right out where I can see them all the time. They are more special to me than I can say.