Stars of wonder

Stars of light. Flowering last eve beneath the cloak of our weeping cherry.

Cardinal numbers

Redouté drew ‘La Belle Sultane’ as Rosa gallica ‘Maheka’ flore subsimplici

With such an abundant spring, it was too tempting to cut roses for the house yesterday

Cercis canadensis this week cuts a dash in the garden. It’s a red-violet riot against the sky. But beautifully foiled at ground-level by Amelanchier.

Evergreen Clematis armandii spends much of its year unseen in the vast Osmanthus armatus hedge through which it grows.

A springtime daily return drive on the highway and byways between Beechworth and Wangaratta yields a fine prospect.

A weekend drawer rummage turned up small black-and-white proof photographs of my Scots-born gardener-grandmother and the garden she made.

The dowager duchess (of Grantham) would be pleased. Very pleased. This season her namesake reigns right across the garden.

American etymologist Douglas Harper says the word ‘hellebore’ is of uncertain origin. ‘Perhaps literally ‘plant eaten by fawns’.

Camellia do well in our hillside patch with its ancient mix of earth – what Beechworth vignerons call greywacke, mudstone and shale.

	Anne Campbell on Shared branches
	Bronwyn Hirons on Spring open gardens