Cheerio.............

Almost time to go. The trip across the pond tomorrow night will take me to the green, green grass of home once again. Thank you so much for all your recent good wishes for my trip, you were all so kind to take time to comment so generously. I've been fighting Spring allergies big time this week, feeling lousy, croaky voice from such a sore throat, painful to swallow, lethargic, had to limit computer time as I've really been dragging.............and there's still much to do before I fly away!

I hope to keep in touch while away so check in during the next two weeks ~ hopefully I'll manage a post or two and show you what's happening in Devon, England's beautiful Southwest county on the English Channel.

Time at Home

The last week to ready ourselves for the trip is here. We sat out on the porch in the hot sunshine this weekend, braving the heavy pollen falling silently like yellow dust. Looking skyward, the big jets flew through the Carolina blue above, heading to unknown destinations.
Going home...............I love those words. I've crossed the pond so many times I've lost count. Sometimes the trip was for sad reasons. Illness and death of loved ones, hard at any time or distance, becomes a dark journey when the night is black and endless. Fortunately most trips are happy. The anticipation of the pleasant days ahead fills your heart as you set your watch to a new time. Dawn brings views of the ocean still churning far below. The sky at that height presents an awesome sunrise, colors are intense for a short time and one feels the promise of a wonderful day. On descent, the watery light of morning rips through the soggy gray, and far below, the coastline appears, the patchwork fields unfolding on the edges of the cliffs, the familiar English hedgerows, the pale glow of street lights come up to meet you.
You are home.

The Pull of the Sea

Having surfaced from what feels like three weeks of total immersion in Daphne du Maurier's haunting story of REBECCA ~ the book, the original Hitchcock movie and the BBC mini-series ~ I almost feel the call of Manderley, that very special house in the novel.

I will soon be on my way home to southwest England. You may already know that I hail from Devon, the county next to Cornwall where many of du Maurier's books, including Rebecca, were set, and where she lived for much of her life.

Thoughts of being home by the sea where I grew up bring much joy. There are also tinges of sadness as I no longer have my parents and sibling there, but do have cousins and many great friends. My home town has changed a lot from when I was a child. British seaside resorts have struggled to survive since travel to the Continent became easy and cheap.......and the European beaches often enjoy a warmer Summer climate with guaranteed sunshine!

This house is not Manderley in Rebecca's story, it is however an old, beautiful, large house overlooking the bay..................and it's where DH and I will be staying with some wonderful friends.

Just a short walk from the house brings one to this small park with a view of Thatcher Rock , Tor Bay, and the English Channel beyond.

Below the house, looking over the cliff, one has the feeling of the strength of the sea as the water crashes around the rocks...........similar to the Cornish coast viewed beyond the windows of Manderley.

One of my favorite places to sit and enjoy just the feeling of 'being home'. This bench has been here so many years.....................and had better still be there when I take my first morning walk on April 27th!!! Hopefully I'll have new photos to show ~ these I took during my stay in 2007.

April Promises Fulfilled

The European Snowball - viburnam opulus - also called the Guelder Rose, has come into its own this Spring. Planted two years ago as a tiny shrub, it's now eight feet tall, loaded with 'snowballs' just turning from pale green to creamy white. Two lower branches rooted themselves into the ground - these I dug up and replanted in other areas of the garden.

A mid-morning walk through the garden brings new surprises around each bend - blooms are putting on quite a show. All these images were caught in the garden during the past few days.

Azaleas are almost at peak.

Drifts of bright white Sweet Alyssum light up the dark corners like late snow.

Solomon's Seal...........white bells dangling.....

...................Spanish and English Bluebells jingling.

'Lovey dovey' doves kissing, oblivious to Hostas pushing upward through the warming ground around them.

I have a few Iris plants and one is showing an early bud.

Hope you enjoyed this walk in the garden.

"Soon o'er their heads blithe April airs shall sing;
A thousand wildflowers round them shall unfold;
The green buds glisten in the dews of Spring,
And all be vernal rapture as of old." J. Keble

Wisteria Wizardry

Six years ago a dear friend died and I inherited a little green plastic pot of wisteria, tossed aside in her back garden. Struggling in its scramble up a bamboo stake, the wiry stems with a few yellowed leaves didn't look too promising. I brought it home and it sat in that pot for a year. I then decided to plant it in the ground and tied its tender stems in to a metal obelisk. It was happy there and started to thrive. Three years ago we constructed a cedar arbor next to the plant. As it grew I tied the now quite sturdy stems to the wood. Last Summer it crawled across the top winding its stems around as if holding on for dear life. Leaves were pretty, green and healthy, but that's all, no flowers.

Recently, while chatting with a lady gardener I was introduced to, I mentioned how I'd given up expecting flowers on my wisteria. She told me it would take seven years for the plant to bloom!

First ever blooms ~ April 11, 2009

Looking out through the greening trees and blossoming azaleas a couple of days ago, I noticed the leaves of the wisteria opening on the arbor, and there on one end, dangled two violet-purple flower racemes..........and in just six short years!!! Patience is often a requirement when gardening ~ miracles sometimes take a long time. Memories of special friendships last forever in extraordinary ways.

If you want to know some interesting facts about wisteria, including the location and amazing size of the world's largest wisteria vine, go here.

Shopping with Sisters

Such a fun time...................shopping on a Saturday with lovely sisters. Not my sisters, unfortunately I was not blessed with any, but my wonderful friend Vanessa at Vanilla Lavender and her beautiful sister Telma who is visiting from their home in Brazil. Little Luna, Vanessa's sweet daughter came along too and, after coffee and chocolate biscuits (Luna ate most, ha! ha!) at my house, we all headed over to SuzAnna's for some serious treasure hunting.

We also met up with Deborah of Pictures, Pots & Pens - she was ready for a break after a week of taking care of her adorable grandsons!

Hard to believe lovely Telma had just arrived in the USA - her first visit - at 11 PM the previous night and the sisters had been up chatting until 2 AM!

As always, lots of fabulous stuff at this wonderful shop. Owners Susie and Jenny, along with their helpers Linda and Gail, have been busy redecorating, color co-ordinating, organizing, you name it.....................everything looked ready to be snapped up and taken to someone's home.

Isn't it great to have warmer weather to go antiquing?

Do you venture out early on the weekends to hit your neighborhood yard/garage sales?

Do you ever take off on an antiquing road trip with your girl (or boy) friends?

I think during this shift in the economy, buying second hand makes so much sense.
Happy hunting.

Simple Easter Decor

Easter decor around the cottage is minimal. In the quest to simplify, the knick knacks have gone.

These little chenille bunnies ~ too cute to let go ~ will greet visitors on the front porch.

My pair of large white china rabbits sit on the dining room table and will be joined by a pot of Easter lilies in the next day or so.

My sweet mother bunny and babies sit on the hearth.

Blessings to you all at Easter.