Rose View – The Garden

Driving back to my parents’ house in Kent, I realised how much the place had changed. All the oast houses are now desirable residences and the hops are long gone. However, the orchards are still in bloom and wonderful.

As I was driving I couldn’t take an orchard, so here’s the quince in my parents’ garden – planted next to the remains of the old quince.

The crab apple – whose fruit will become jelly.

I couldn’t resist these love blue bobbles – ceanothus I believe.

And I also couldn’t resist this little violet.