Sunday, 1 July 2012

A SITE FOR SORE EYES

Floods in Cork, Ireland, power cuts in Ohio, USA, and all we long for, here in Blighty, is a little bit of sunshine flung our way. It comes and goes in patches... I watch the shadows play with my good right eye, feeling slightly nauseous when I use the left, and think of the Day of the Blue Bayou...

So named by a very chatty gentleman at the charity open gardens I recently visited with my mother, the Blue Bayou is a rose to spin dreams with. The gentleman in question (who was quite enamoured with my beautiful mother), suddenly whisked himself off, and the next thing we knew, music floated over to the gazebo...
How romantic, to weave into the roof, the name of your beloved... his wife has nothing to fear from my mother... look...
We tore ourselves away from the gazebo long enough to whizz past other magical gardens, strewn with sculptures
and fallen urns
and even a snarky pixie popping his head out to warn us off
but the Blue Bayou by the Blue Gazebo held both our hearts... When the skies darken (or is it my eyes) I bite into the memory of that strawberry scone and smile across at my utterly scrumptious mother..

5 comments:

Ruth said...

Scrumptious indeed. And love everywhere around.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

You and your mother share a radiance which is lovely to look upon.....as is that delicious looking strawberry scone, which is going straight onto my Bucket List! I do hope your eye is healing well and will behave itself nicely soon.

Sara said...

SO BEAUTIFUL! I love the photos, they really are beautiful. I also love your mum's smile. I hope she smiles often and always.

Jeanne-ming said...

Beautiful Mama....she is a sight for sore eyes, indeed.

Anonymous said...

Your Mama is just beautiful! Can easily see where you get your looks from :) Love the pictures xxx

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