Tulip “Giuseppe Verdi” - a true herald of Spring.
It was unexpectedly warm and sunny today, so we managed to get out into the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers, and to carry on the mission at this time of year - to "banish ugliness". Anything raggy or dead needs either pruning or binning, and several pots of biennials like foxgloves and forget-me-nots that should have been dealt with in autumn are finally in the ground (once the thousands of bloody sprouting sycamore seeds were scraped out of the way). My back's in half now, but it was a rewarding few hours' worth of slog!
I think a little relaxing music is in order...
How about a lovely bit of Bossa Nova? That'll do nicely.
I love that old fella - he's got it all sorted. His own table, booze, fags, ashtray - "Oh. You want me to sing now? OK..."
This reminds me of Raw Sex, who used to be on French and Saunders! Simon Brint and Roland Rivron.
ReplyDeleteYes - gorgeous weekend! But from Wednesday I think it might get a bit miserable again.
Sx
Of course! The conch shell and the twig... Jx
DeleteOh, yes! Raw Sex, definitely!
DeleteP.S. That old fella also has a smashing leopard print table cloth. Fabulous!
It would make a great jacket... Jx
DeleteDarling Jon,
ReplyDeleteSuch an elegant tulip, truly befitting its operatic name. We can well imagine these gracing the gardens at Delores Delargo Towers with grace and, not a little, dramatic impact.
Oh, if only one could banish ugliness from the world, rather like your garden. Still, we suspect that might take a while longer than your few hours in the borders at DDT [isn't that poisonous?}
It's the first time we have grown this particular variety, and they are indeed resplendent in their window-box. We tend not to keep tulips for a second season as they never reliably flower well, so we'll see if they make a return next season, or whether another chichi bulb catches our eye in the autumn.
DeleteThere may be ugliness everywhere, but with a bit of effort every now and again, we maintain a little patch of beauty in which we can sit and wallow. Which is what it's all about, after all... Jx