Our noble vine which has grown up from the garden below and has started to cover our canopy has also decided to send some picturesque tendrils along the railings of the terrace.

My green fingered wife has created a geranium (ok , Pelargonium ) waterfall down the garden steps.

Our Lilas d’Inde is still (just ) in flower and now giving out a fabuloue scent.

From the garden you can see the striped awning we put up (with much blood sweat and tears) under the tatty looking cane canopy we erected a few years ago.

The Solanum , which had flowered for nine months continuously before we cut it viciously back , has returned . If you think it looks fimiliar it is a first cousin of the common irish spud.

Síle got out the spray gun and put some manners on the rambling rose this year.
It was a legacy from the previous occupants, three nuns , and was covered with mildew.

This Geranium is in a box on the terrace.

As is this succulent , another legacy from the nuns.

And at the shady , north facing side of the house we have planted Petunias in the window boxes.