Through out most of the year I take little notice of the camellias in my garden, they seems to flourish with little care and I simply take them for granted. Then...once a year, at a time when nothing else in the garden is blooming, they surprise me with their loveliness. Maybe it is that they don't want to share the stage with other garden stars.
My bushes are all quite old, probably original to the house which was built in 1927. Many of them have turned into trees, with wonderful open branches. The one below is not one of the biggest but is one of my favorites...
...it is a creamy white color with just the slightest hint of pink, exactly the color I would like to paint the guest bedroom; my next project.
White camellias always remind me of Coco Chanel. When I was in Paris with my granddaughter we made a pilgrimage to Rue Cambon. the only thing that we could afford was nail polish, but the sales lady treated us with much charm and warmth and the purchase, minor as it was, came beautifully bagged... decorated with a white, silk camellia.
You must admit, they really are a beautiful flower.
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