Alright! It’s November, which means that (at least theoretically) all of the roses that were going to bloom in my garden have done so, and now I get to show them off. If it sounds like I’m a kid showing off their Christmas presents, that’s because I do quite love my roses (definitely more than my gardening skills warrant). These aren’t exactly prize-winning flowers, but I’m going to show them to you anyway! Before I begin, though, I have to…
This post is mostly just going to be pretty pictures. This summer, we went on an overnight backpacking trip with my dad in the Bitterroot mountains in Montana, on the trail up toward Glen Lake. My dad remembered the trail as very forested, but since he’d been there last, wildfire had gone through and taken out nearly all the trees. So, instead of a shady forest, we had a very sunny trip, with lots and lots of wildflowers.
Last year, after I had finished posting all of the installments for my first SSCS (Because the Desert is a Great, Broad Beast of Memory),I put up a post talking about different aspects of the story and/or the writing process, in the same vein as the pieces authors sometimes do when, for example, they’re doing a blog tour to promote their new book. Now that all of the installments have been posted for my most recent SSCS, How to Catch…
I may have lots and lots of roses (that bloom sometimes), but did you know I also have lots and lots of irises (that bloom sometimes)! Like roses, irises are decadently beautiful, come in so many colors and varieties, and (traditionally) smell heavenly. (Also like roses, many of the newer, frillier varieties don’t have very much scent, but so it goes.) The season for irises is shorter than for roses, and also earlier, which means that all of my irises…
In honor of the season of cotton-flying-everywhere, here is a picture I took a month ago. Because it was only a month ago that I realized that this town I’ve been living in for 20 years has trees that bloom with lots of pretty white flowers (that sort of look like cotton fluff, but are not cotton fluff, because they’re pretty flowers).
First flowers of spring! (sadly not in my garden)
This is how I know it’s almost February.
Now that we’ve reached the end of the season, I wanted to show you a round-up of all my pretty roses. I can’t say that I’m an excellent rose gardener. My primary gardening technique is to keep planting things until some things don’t die, and that’s pretty much the same approach I use with my roses. This means 1) I have kind of a random assortment and 2) I count things as a success even if I get only two…
Anxious Disclaimer: Okay, so this post may likely come off as really self-involved. But, well, this is a blog, and lots of blogs are pretty self-involved, almost by definition. Also, I know perfectly well there will be lots more self-involved blog posts to come. So, I’m hemming and hawing here at the top probably because this has to do with my writing, and writing has been a dream of mine for a really long time, and that makes it lots…
Random lovely blessings: coworkers who grow gorgeous fancy flowers on the patio at work.