THE VIEW FROM MY BEDROOM WINDOW
When I woke up this morning and opened the side window that faces the custodian's house I felt the joy of spring at its height. It had rained in the night and the sky was still covered and low and all the plants were luxuriating in the moisture—we've had three weeks of of endless sunshine here and things were beginning to get a little dry.
The rose climbing the stone facade is Cooper's Burmese, an extraordinary species rose admired for its simplicity. Off to the left we see the rose La Folette, another species. I planted it twenty years ago to cover the wall next to the gate but it chose to climb the liquidambar tree (sweet gum)—if you blow up this image you'll see it flowering high up in the tree's branches.