Sometimes it is just too hard to decide. Early this morning the light was perfect and the roses looked to be at their best. The dark, dark red bud on Dark Secret had opened to reveal a perfect bloom with a heady perfume. Right beside it Queen Elizabeth towered over it with some of its flowers well above my head. And White Gold in now in its full glory with three wide open roses at the end of each stalk - and it too has a wonderful fragrance.
So which one to pick for today's 365Project picture?
It would be a close call between the velvety red or the scrunched up white.
Both are full of summer and light!
The answer was to do yet another collage and include a number of favourite pictures. That way I get to remember all of them and the joy of being able to see and smell the wonders of creation.
The plant that I'd planned to use for today's picture is the Chrysalidocarpus Areca... the third of the group from IKEA.
As the session began it didn't take long to discover that this one isn't the easiest to make into an interesting picture. I'd call it an 'average' size for a house plant and it apparently doesn't like direct sunlight or draughts and has to be watered with filtered water as it is sensitive to salts and minerals! The label says that it isn't for consumption! The common names proliferate: Yellow Cane Palm, Butterfly Palm, Golden Feather Palm ....
Once again I discover (too late) that it will grow to over twenty foot high with fronds of three or more feet long! They don't tell you that on the label!
In sub-tropical countries it is used as a screening plant because of the clumping nature of the plant.
One of the pests that can be found on it is the Saddle-back caterpillar! Not in Ireland, thankfully. They give a nasty sting if touched.
It is a rather attractive small plant now ... given the right care and lots of potassium ... who knows what height it will attain?! Maybe this palm, with the other plants that I've acquired, will turn the rectory into a sub-tropical jungle and Eliot and I will have to move out!
Hail, gladdening light, of his pure glory poured.
Who is the immortal Father, heavenly, blest,
Holiest of holies, Jesus Christ our Lord.
Now we are come to the sun's hour of rest.
The lights of evening round us shine:
We hymn the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit divine.
Worthiest art thou at all times to be sung
With undefiled tongue.
Son of our God, giver of life, alone:
Therefore in all the world thy glories, Lord, they own.
Book of Common Prayer
Canticle: Phos hilaron