Tuesday, June 27, 2017

It's good to be home

Boulder is beautiful with its wide tree-lined streets and its ubiquitous bike paths and its views of the Rockies, but here it is home. The spring grass was green in Boulder and the trees were fresh and thick, but here it is lush, the verges overflow with wildflowers, 

the trees are varied, and the deer don't eat my fruit or flowers. 

The runners and cyclists on the Boulder trails are serious and intense, keeping fit, stretching themselves. Few of them respond to a good morning or hello, even though generally Boulderites are warm, chatty and hospitable. The people on the Monsal Trail - though retiring Brits - seem to find it easier to greet a friendly passer-by.

This is the view over my front garden wall:

This is the elderflower that grew from a cutting from my parents' garden:

Here is one of my borders: 

I'm finally over my jetlag and am tackling the pile of admin that's built up on my desk over the last three weeks. I've also just picked my gooseberries, and am picking strawberries every day. Soon it will be the blackcurrants. My sweet peas are yellow and sickly and I've just dosed them up with sequestered iron. My blackbird still sings at 4 in the morning. It's good to be home.


Anonymous said...

Lovely photos of your garden Sue. I do agree, it's lovely to go traveling, near or far, but always great to come back home. Sally

ana said...

Such a heartwarming post, Sue Reminds us all to count our blessings and remember what is irreplaceable about home
Love the photos!

Sue Hepworth said...

Thank you, Sally and Ana.
And it's so good to be here that waking up to heavy rain, as I have this morning, doesn't dent the feeling.