to embark on a sea voyage to Steelhead in the American West to receive some promising new rose bushes.

sometimes the "Help" is nothing of the sort.

feeling much better after his hunting trip.

Primgraph #8 I appear to have been photographed without my knowledge. I shall have to write the editor.

A new blog post: Correspondance with Marafita

Fire and Ash! Second again! That insufferable Llewellyn and his unimaginative red rose! bit.ly/2zzPC

The annual Rose competition looms. I have decided to enter the Woolley Rose this year.

The coffee stores are running low. Must have Augustus send for more.

A short excerpt from my Garden Journal

weeding day today. always there will be weeds.