Tina over at Tina's Weightloss Journey has set me the task of taking a picture somewhere around my house to show what it looks like in March, so this afternoon accompanied by Banjo and Rusty -
I set off round the house (not, it has to be said, a very long journey) and noticed that the camellia bushes down the side are starting to flower - Banjo thought I was photographing him of course, he's quite used to it.
Banjo and the Camellia -
spring comes at last to my home in Bristol
This is a view from the street -
My home on the outskirts of Bristol, March 2010,
with Rusty on guard
- and Rusty wasn't taking any chances (on being excluded from the photograph, that is).
Under him on the pillar is my house name - Avonsong - so called after a song written by John about the river Avon, one of many beautiful and catchy tunes from "Clifton Town", an opera he composed some years ago about the Bristol Riots of 1831. It was staged successfully at the Bristol Old Vic in 1989 (I think I've got the year right).
- from Lonicera's non-digital archive
Avonsong and the cats in years gone by
Back garden with greenhouse
and camellias in the foreground
Rusty and Banjo in June 2001, when they were 2 months old.
Banjo didn't like those glass grapes, which I adored,
and within a short space of time had learned to
knock them off the windowsill.
After the second time they were too badly chipped
to display again. Lesson learned.