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Monday, 21 July 2014

A Tastful Wish


When my English roses are blooming I will remember my " neighbour"  in Hong Kong. Keith is the friend who introduced me to David Austin Rose. Although my garden is far more inferior compare to his, it always give me great pleasure to tend the pots and enjoy the fragrant of the roses at the end of a long day. Even when it is cutting one rose from the garden, it offered me some room to imagine what it would be like in Southern France, where the towering stone walls are lined with climbing roses.

If you have lived in Hong Kong you will know how uncommon it is to have a garden. People will say it is the limiting amount of space and hot humid climate, but I think it is the culture. Chinese are just not brought up the same way as Elizabeth from Pride and Prejudice. The city life seemed to deem the light of nature and appreciation for beauty. But Keith's garden exhibits broad arrays of David Austin English Roses, French and Japanese roses. There is an unforgettable charm about his home that I am sure all visitors can feel. I cannot really put my finger to one particular thing that makes it so. It be a synergistic effect of all artistic elements. 




I was always in awe when he shared with me his new interests. No matter what his endeavours  he always seemed fully equipped with vast knowledge and passion. It is no surprise success naturally follows. His secret is doing everything with his heart.


My dearest friend Anthonia and I were welcomed with a garden concert. It is so beautiful when two gifts of God, nature and music, appeared as a couple. Anthonia sat peacefully on the rustic old wooden chair enjoying the performance, while I busied myself with the camera. But finally I caught myself and sat down to enjoy the moment, the breeze and letting my mind drift. I really long for the days in the paradise, when I can hop by to a friend's place and enjoy a casual afternoon.



Our animal friends are the gentlest and most well behaved creatures ever. They loved to be cuddle and hug like a human baby. It is only fitting that the tea cup poodles be allowed to attend our afternoon tea party~ Keith, being the considerate host that he is, has washed and groomed them the night before so they looked as handsome as ever.


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