Letters from The Rose Garden

NOVEMBER - LATE SPRING

NOVEMBER - LATE SPRING

Hello my loves, November has arrived, and the garden is looking very, VERY pleased with itself. The roses are putting on their annual performance, the days are growing warmer, and...

NOVEMBER - LATE SPRING

Hello my loves, November has arrived, and the garden is looking very, VERY pleased with itself. The roses are putting on their annual performance, the days are growing warmer, and...

OCTOBER - SPRING

OCTOBER - SPRING

October always feels like the month when everything gets a little louder. September is lovely, of course. There are those first warm afternoons and little signs everywhere that winter is...

OCTOBER - SPRING

October always feels like the month when everything gets a little louder. September is lovely, of course. There are those first warm afternoons and little signs everywhere that winter is...

SEPTEMBER - EARLY SPRING

SEPTEMBER - EARLY SPRING

There’s something slightly misleading about the way we talk about new beginnings. We make them sound very clean. A fresh page. A new season. A door opening. Something lovely beginning...

SEPTEMBER - EARLY SPRING

There’s something slightly misleading about the way we talk about new beginnings. We make them sound very clean. A fresh page. A new season. A door opening. Something lovely beginning...

AUGUST - LATE WINTER

AUGUST - LATE WINTER

Rest. There is something about August that always feels a little quieter. Not because life suddenly slows down - it rarely does - but because winter begins whispering that it...

AUGUST - LATE WINTER

Rest. There is something about August that always feels a little quieter. Not because life suddenly slows down - it rarely does - but because winter begins whispering that it...

JULY - WINTER

JULY - WINTER

Kindness, Winter Gardens & A Gentle Reminder to Myself I'm not sure if it's the middle of winter, the endless cups of tea, or simply one of those weeks that...

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JULY - WINTER

Kindness, Winter Gardens & A Gentle Reminder to Myself I'm not sure if it's the middle of winter, the endless cups of tea, or simply one of those weeks that...

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Welcome to The Rose Garden ...

Welcome to The Rose Garden ...

There’s something a little magical about a season changing. The mornings feel softer. The garden starts doing something new. The flower market begins filling with different colours, different textures, different...

Welcome to The Rose Garden ...

There’s something a little magical about a season changing. The mornings feel softer. The garden starts doing something new. The flower market begins filling with different colours, different textures, different...