September 3: Une rose trémière(Hollyhocks)
Time for the hollyhocks to bloom. An olde world flower that reminds me of Maman and her friends. They all had hollyhocks in their gardens, growing through the cracks in old pavements, pushing through gravel, leaning against old walls. They still do push up through all the cracks and walls, all over the French countryside, turning their bright pink and soft white blooms to greet the warm September rays.
..une rose trémière..
Pen and watercolor on watercolor paper, HP, 23x30cm
à demain
Ronelle
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How true Hollyhocks grew so well when I was a young child..here..for me they do not.. a rust attacks the leaves and they do not come back..yet someone along Main Rd has them every yr..and old house..perhaps..:)
September 3, 2013 at 4:10 pm
If they would grow here I’d have masses of them…thank you.
September 3, 2013 at 9:01 pm
Is dit wat die ou mense ‘stokrose’ genoem het?
September 4, 2013 at 12:44 pm
Hi Theo..netso…stokroos..in al die droee, amper lelike plekke het hy gegroei(groei hy nog..) Ronelle
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September 4, 2013 at 1:41 pm
Your work is gorgeous and your posts are very heartfelt🙂 I can’t wait to see your future posts.
September 14, 2013 at 1:03 am