This will almost certainly be my last post on ‘Living in Italy’.
On Monday 2nd January 2017 we will be committing to the sale of our house, mainly for health reasons.
I wish to say how much I’ve appreciated the companionship of my readers, and above all those I’ve heard from regularly. You know who you are and I will not forget you.
The grapefruit tree has chosen this moment to send out dozens of new shoots, just as we have to leave it behind, but we hope that it foreshadows new beginnings.
It’s not just the roses that are blooming.
The abelias are fully out; not that a tangle of winter oak branches is the best backdrop to see them against.
I’m amazed at the developing buds on this rose.
It doesn’t seem to be able to accept that this is the time of year to go to sleep.
It must be the most lastingly splendid rose that the bush has produced all year.
Normally, one of its attractive yellow blooms has only to unfold a little to become an instant target for rose beetles.
As far as I know, the rose beetles are grubs in the soil right now.
This is just the holly. There are a few berries on our beautiful tall tree.
As for the ivy, we pull it off and up at every opportunity because it stifles the mammoth centennial oak trees.
Some fennel plants are still developing new flower heads.
Here is one just uncurling.
Fennel is absolutely indomitable.
Not actually strawberries but the fruits of the strawberry tree, which is not the same thing.
They aren’t especially nice to eat.
But I’m still very glad that our strawberry tree has brought some fruit to full ripeness for the first time.