...is where you will find me. At Cranberry Cottage, our living fence is bursting with green, flowers and berries this year. We are now completely surrounded in green as we sit in the garden. We look out to the woods on one side...

We also have a fully grown living fence now against the drive of the next cottage. We planted up a number of honeysuckle vines when we put in the fence as this is a natural plant in wooded gardens. They are just bursting with blossom even decorating our wood shed with their beauty...

In the language of flowers, honeysuckle is a symbol of devoted love and sweetness of disposition. It was considered a bond of love when a Victorian gentleman included it in a bouquet of flowers given to a lady. But the folklore I think I love the most is that it is said to protect a garden from evil and induce dreams of love. How sweet is that (pun intended)?
Dante Gabriel Rossetti painted Jane Morris holding a honeysuckle vine in his painting The Day Dream.
"...how sweetly smells the honeysuckle in the hush'd night..."
~ Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Enjoy your weekend!