Collages for the love of spring.

I have read all the blogging do's and don't s that say you should not really post more than 5 pictures per post. 

So I thought long and hard and decided that if I made collages then that rule might not apply.

Rules Shmules, 

I think these pink blossoms want to be seen.

And I couldn't possibly have cut down on my shots of the girls having a scratch around in the garden

Or these moody blooms.

And, spring is about colour.

And softness and the promise of fresh new life.

So that is what is happening in the garden today,

and in only 60 six photos.

Stay tuned for Monday's giveaway from Mr M's 

Moerkey Etsy shop.

My Spring garden ...Friday flowers

Hello.

If you are not into gardens or don't like roses, this might not be the post for you.

If you do, then come on in, let me show you around our garden in spring.

This climbing rose is a beauty, always reliable and very fuss free.

These things are dietes (I think).

We planted tons of them in the big drought. We are just recovering the garden after 10 years of drought.

They are so hardy, never need watering and you can't kill them with a stick!

I like the flowers they look like iris's.

These roses are just there by the hair of their chinny chin chins. They have been dodgy for a number of years. 

They must have heard me complaining and threatening to pull them out because they are performing well so far this season.

The lawn was scalped last weekend but I think it will green up quickly now the weather is warming up.

We recently installed these babies.

They are plumbed into the laundry and one of the toilets.

Excess water is used on the garden.

I love these roses.

They make really cute little posies.

These are by far my favourite roses.

I cut them and have them in the house often.

I only discovered these grannies bonnets the other day. I was delighted to find them.

These roses are bush roses gone a bit feral.

I can't bring myself to pull them out but they really are not very well behaved.

This one is very nice and extremly well mannered. Perhaps a little shy.

Are you sick of them yet?

My mum calls these "death lillies" or others call them "dunny lillies".

I think that is mean.

I rather like them.

I think they are sculptural.

Lulu says hello.

She bolted for her kennel when it started to spit with rain when I was taking the photos.

Pretty blue eggs.

There was great excitement in our garden the other day. The kids had found a nest in the fig tree when they were climbing it and looking for a place to build a shelter. (Bear Grylls you have a lot to answer for!)

A bird had been busy nesting in the fig.

Lulu the scruffy wonderdog had been mighty interested in the movement in the tree.

Mr M. doesn't take too kindly to blackbirds eating the fruit on his fruit trees and Lulu wouldn't leave it alone.

So I got to have a little play with the eggs before they visited the compost.

I think they are a perfect shade of blue.
Now I am going to step away from the computer and try to catch up on some housework.
Have a happy Friday.

Debxx