There’s an old Chinese proverb that says when you have only two pennies left in the world, buy a loaf of bread with one, and a lily with the other.  I get it.  There’s something about flowers that lift the spirits. I love snowdrops, they’re such cheeky little things, pushing their heads up through the snow as though reaching towards the longer, warmer, days of February. And you’ve got to love daffodils and tulips, the true messengers of spring.  How I used to long to see them in England, after months of grey skies and bone chilling cold. Every day you’d find me outside in my wellies, checking the garden, once January was over…just in case. We now have spring flowers in the stores here in Florida and even though it still seems a little odd to have spring flowers in autumn, I’m not complaining… I’ll take any flower, any time. …

The British love animals, especially dogs and horses, and they love their gardens.  Well more aptly they love flower gardens.  In fact, its not really considered a garden without flowers.  So I find myself  a little out of sorts with the sorry state of my new garden. The Queen has a lovely garden at her Sandringham Estate. Okay, I know I’m not exactly the Queen, although my Darling One says I speak just like her…I really don’t! The Brits have wild flower gardens. And ornamental gardens. They have beautiful herbaceous borders. They have flower shows…this photo from The Chelsea Flower Show. Even tiny houses with tiny gardens are abundant in blooms. And now for the coup de grace…my sorry excuse for a garden.  It doesn’t really measure up now does it? Methinks it needs a little help.  Any ideas? Encourage one another. Love Elle xo

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