I’m sorry to have been a bit quiet these last couple of weeks (and before you throw your hands up in horror at my gallivanting yet again, you will probably be relieved to hear that I am NOW GROUNDED!!). It’s been a one-off year for this much travel and now it’s all over: (daughter graduated, looming birthday celebrated). But I hope to make your reading of the next few posts as inspiring for you, as seeing these wonderful sights was for me.
We were staying high up in the Atlas mountains, and the landscape we drove through on the road to Marrakech was startlingly beautiful. Such barren, salmon-pink mountains with deep gorges….and what do you think was sprouting out of the rocks? Wild pink oleander – I could hardly contain my excitement! Can you see them on the stark valley floor? They were also growing high up in the crevices – simply stunning.
Another rampant plant we discovered growing across the landscape was Prickly Pear; both wild and as living fences & hedges (and much prized for its fruit). Although I admire its globular form, I know better than to start planting it here – I recall being told in our early years at Glenmore just how much of a pest it was during the 50’s and how it took years to eradicate it from the hillsides, so I’ll just have to be good and enjoy this photograph instead….
And looking back up the road to the Kasbah…..a dream from the Arabian Nights?