Cold, rainy and windy, following a cracking storm last night. The gladioli are trying to flower, despite being made prostrate by the damn weather.
It was Ezio's mother, Signora Rosa (my predecessor in this house), who planted the ancestors of these particular, fuschia-coloured gladioli. In an effort to save them from the guys who turned our old roof into garden terraces, I moved a few plants, and then in successive years spread the bulbs around and passed some on to other gardeners in the two Carmines. Now, Rosa's gladioli are everywhere.
They are a fitting reminder of the tiny woman who famously one Christmas Eve, walked up to Carmine Superiore carrying on her back her Christmas shop and in her belly the twins to whom she was to give birth the following day.
She had no problems with the mulattiera.
PS the hibiscus are also flowering.
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Sunday, 13 July 2008
Gladioli and roses
Cold, rainy and windy, following a cracking storm last night. The gladioli are trying to flower, despite being made prostrate by the damn weather.
It was Ezio's mother, Signora Rosa (my predecessor in this house), who planted the ancestors of these particular, fuschia-coloured gladioli. In an effort to save them from the guys who turned our old roof into garden terraces, I moved a few plants, and then in successive years spread the bulbs around and passed some on to other gardeners in the two Carmines. Now, Rosa's gladioli are everywhere.
They are a fitting reminder of the tiny woman who famously one Christmas Eve, walked up to Carmine Superiore carrying on her back her Christmas shop and in her belly the twins to whom she was to give birth the following day.
She had no problems with the mulattiera.
PS the hibiscus are also flowering.
It was Ezio's mother, Signora Rosa (my predecessor in this house), who planted the ancestors of these particular, fuschia-coloured gladioli. In an effort to save them from the guys who turned our old roof into garden terraces, I moved a few plants, and then in successive years spread the bulbs around and passed some on to other gardeners in the two Carmines. Now, Rosa's gladioli are everywhere.
They are a fitting reminder of the tiny woman who famously one Christmas Eve, walked up to Carmine Superiore carrying on her back her Christmas shop and in her belly the twins to whom she was to give birth the following day.
She had no problems with the mulattiera.
PS the hibiscus are also flowering.
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Staying on garden terraces in the house make the moonlight nights beautiful.
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Thursday, 17 July, 2008
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Anonymous said...
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In the old days, people conformed to the place, and in the modern era, the place is forced to conform to the people. Let's hope Carmine doesn't succumb.
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Monday, 01 September, 2008
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Staying on garden terraces in the house make the moonlight nights beautiful.
In the old days, people conformed to the place, and in the modern era, the place is forced to conform to the people. Let's hope Carmine doesn't succumb.
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