Daughter's birthday visit; DIARY.
Needless to say, she spent the official birthday with friends, partying and generally having a good time, although, knowing her, there will have been an element of work involved too.
We took a couple of strolls around the garden when she arrived. The weather was superb - hot and sunny - and we found just walking among green plants with the heady scents of early summer as good as a holiday.
We could detect the honeysuckle and sweet rocket and the tiny but potently perfumed flowers of Eleagnus 'Quicksilver' that were permeating the air.
Although life in the city is engaging and exciting, the contrast between streets and pavements and green grass and burgeoning trees is so marked.
There is always a sense of renewal when either of our daughters visit.
But I was reminded of the fact it's not all dust and drear in the city when our eldest daughter Annie rang up for a quick chat on her mobile phone the other day.
She was walking down a street in north London as we talked and she almost squealed with excitement as she passed a wall smothered in jasmine in full flower.
A few weeks ago it was probably a quiet green presence but from her running commentary I gathered that the whole thing was now smothered in its delicate white flowers and was pumping out its perfume.
I was immediately there with her, transported to her side, enjoying the heady scent in that north London street.
But I was also travelling back nearly 50 years to another street, this time in Tangier where I could remember the sweet night air heady with concentrated jasmine.
A bee is drawn to the small but potently perfumed Eleagnus 'Quicksilver', above
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|Publication:||Evening Chronicle (Newcastle, England)|
|Date:||Jun 22, 2013|
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