Showing posts with label Peonies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Peonies. Show all posts

Sunday 30 November 2014

things I love

the past six months were filled with joy and laughter.  
midwinter in July 
the wonder of awakening in September 
the full burst of summer in December 

In July we posted our hand knitted face cloths. 

These little treasures are still favourites.
These are easy to knit.  Cast om 50 stitches.  Knit 100 rows in your favourite pattern. 

Then we posted our hand made quilts.  You can read more here
These treasures keep everyone warm in winter when the temperature drops to below 12oC and the snow covers the landscape.  
I have collect antique pieces of lace to use as decorations on the quilts.  
As Spring started to draw closer the patio was given a make-over.  
A ceder wood server is the showplace of an antique collection.  The old grape press forms the centre.   
An old butter churn, a scale, some shoe moulds, and a grape press.  
We live in the shade of Platberg (Flat mountain) and you were taken on the beauty of what the mountain offers. De Oude Huize offers beautiful views of the mountain. There is to read here 
What you will experience when visiting Platberg.  
Spring is our season that is filled with preparation and love.  Read more about the preparations for Summer in the garden 
Little garden displays 
The peonies stole our hearts.  Watch them blooming here.  
De Oude Huize was filled with the wonderful blooms for weeks on end.  

Love from South Africa 
Sandra 

Monday 27 October 2014

Peonies




The peonies are blooming.  

Here is part of a poem by Mary Oliver, “Peonies.”

“Do you also hurry, half-dressed and barefoot, into the garden,

and softly,

and exclaiming of their dearness,
fill your arms with the white and pink flowers,
with their honeyed heaviness, their lush trembling,
their eagerness
to be wild and perfect for a moment, before they are
nothing, forever?”


You are only here for a short visit
Do not hurry do not worry
And be sure to smell the flowers along the way 
The fragrance of flowers spreads only in the direction of the wind. 
But the goodness of a person spreads in all directions.
Earth laughs in flowers 
There is no time to be bored in a world as beautiful as this
A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it. it just blooms. 
The artist is the confidant of nature, 
flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems 
and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. 
Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him. 


Start the day with a smile and finish it with champagne

Thanks for visiting 
May your week be filled with lots of blessings 
Love 
Sandra