In December the flowers in Victoria are scarce, but the Geraniums in my small garden (on the balcony of the condo where I lived for 12 years before moving in May of this year) kept blooming and cheering up my days.
Most of the time my Geraniums were like a jungle. The plants grew wild. Many of them were from my mom, given to me as cuttings from her plants—many years before she passed away. Those plants had a history and held memories.
I go for many lovely walks around my neighborhood to see and photograph many amazing flowers, but it's good to have some special-just-to-me flowers close by.
Here are some of the photos I've taken of my Geraniums throughout the years.
Jacqui ❤️ 💐
Click here to see my November blog post and a rainbow of Rose pics 🌹🌈