Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.
The Robin flew from his swinging spray of ivy on to the top of the wall and he opened his beak and sang a loud, lovely trill, ever to show off. Nothing in the world is quite as adorably lovely as a Robin when he shows off – and they are nearly always doing it.
Frances Hodgson Burnett
To those who kindly read my posts I will not be posting so regularly from now on.
4 thoughts on “Ivy at different stages”
The ivy is lovely in that vase. I didn’t realize how it changed colors.
Yes, it is interesting how the leaves change. It will soon keep me busy pulling it out.??????
Sandra Pilmoor ________________________________
Lovely, as usual. Ivy always reminds me of Helderberg- that gum tree with a coat of ivy in the garden by Anderson Hall.
Ah, thank you Shelly your opinion counts so much. Xx