Mom loved a spring garden. She was particularly fond of azaleas. In South Africa, where I grew up, the small relation of the rhododendron was always the colourful palette in the spring garden. As I conducted my morning inspection today, dogs in tow, I noticed that the delicate pink flowers had started to open. A couple of years ago, under Mom's direction, we transplanted the azaleas, to group them together, pale and dark pinks and a very pretty white one. I am eagerly awaiting the flowering this year. I think it will be really lovely, and completely different from the large rhododendrons in the woodland part of the garden. I am very proud of my own garden palette. This one is for you, Mom.
Azalea, March 2012, Surrey, Lesley Beeton |
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