My mother had many geraniums growing at home. They were in every room except mine because I wasn’t a big fan of those flowers. My mother was obsessed with them, which had the beautiful result of them blooming all the time. I prefered cyclamens, and they bloomed in my room. I even managed to grow new flowers from seeds, and they bloomed too. Perhaps I need to go back to those flowers. But the post isn’t about them – it is about geraniums. Some months ago, I got a blooming geranium that over bloomed and began to wither. Then I remembered how my mother looked after these flowers, so I moved it to a slightly bigger pot and started watering in a stand every day. And there it is – my result, my geraniums have bloomed a second time! Now I’m thinking: maybe I have to grow these flowers? I remember my mother cutting off sprouts, sticking them in water, planting them in the ground after they took roots, and they bloomed again. I’ll have to think about it.
Summer has begun and the flowers outside my window have changed. We have a large rose hips bush with delicate pink flowers blooming under our window, and when we open the window, we can smell the delicate scent of this bush in the room.
This how my working place looks right now. Lilies of the Valley are in bloom in my small garden and I remembered that a few years ago I had already cross stitched a card with these flowers.
Well, it is Sunday and there is +17°C and sunny outside. The weather forecast did not disappoint this time. I had to cut down my biggest tulips because of the windy weather some days ago, so take a look, how beautiful they are. I hope my shop designer will create a cross stitch pattern for them.
Some years ago I worked as a teacher at the after-school centre, where there were different classes for children from the area. The classes were very different: teaching foreign languages, drawing, sculpting, ceramics, and similar plastic classes. There was one teacher at the centre who was particularly beloved by the children for her patience, desire to see talent in each child and ability to develop that talent. She painted gorgeous pictures and I received tulips as a gift from her similar to the ones that grew and bloomed this year in my small garden. That’s how this lovely picture turned out.
It’s cold and rainy in Warsaw today, but I was lucky to take sunny photos some days ago because my small garden was in bloom. I cannot grow up a lot of flowers because of two big spruces outside (one of them is blue spruce), so the ground is too acidic though I noticed, that daffodils and tulips feel good under such circumstances. I was surprised by daffodils with two or even three flowers on one stem. I had never seen them before or maybe I just didn’t look closely enough. Anyway, they look great and smell wonderful, so I’m going to plant more of them this fall. By the way, I am also going to plant hydrangeas on my little piece of land in the fall, since I’ve read recently that these majestic flowers are very fond of acidic soil. I’m just not quite sure if they’ll get enough sun, but I think it’s worth a try. However, that will come in the fall and for now, welcome to my spring garden.