As we kiss the last wisps of summer good-bye in Burgundy (the weather has finally turned cool), it's time for our annual Burgundy Flower Show, to make our good-byes to the season. As usual, Burgundians have celebrated summer with some colorful friends. Ourselves included, as some of these photos are from our own garden. Take a peek at the beautiful fleurs of Burgundy, and you might even catch a whiff of their wonderful French parfums.
Photo above: we lunched at the small château of some friends, and there is a carpet of hot pink hydrangeas at their rear entrance.
On my coffee table, roses from my garden
Many of the villages fill carts or large wine presses with annuals
Roses are often planted at the end of vineyards in Burgundy. If there's a disease or a harmful insect on the prowl, the rose will get it first, and alert the vigneron to the problem before it hits the vines. This photo was taken by a photographer friend, Paul Rico.
On a village street, wine barrels are pressed into service as planters.
A wall of clematis on my neighbor's barn.
In August, trumpet vine is everywhere, thriving in the late summer heat.
Annabelle hydrangeas do well in Burgundy. These are in a shady spot in my garden.
Our terrace in France.
Lavender is not just for Provence! We have plenty in Burgundy, too.
In the COMMENTS: Cheri, I've got to try that crema de limoncello! If it tastes like those ice cream bars from our youth (Creamsicles? Dream Bars?), I'm in.
FAVORITE READS: Thanks to my dear friend Sandi, I attended a lecture/book signing last night by Lauren Collins, author of the just-released When in French: Love in a Second Language
11 thoughts on “Les Fleurs of Burgundy”
I’m so envious! Our poor sad flowers here in No. Georgia are so sick of summer(as am I!)and it just won’t leave us alone! It’s been unusually hot this summer and we’re desperate for rain so any flowers we have can’t hold a candle to yours. Your beautiful photos cheered me up and made me long for a trip to Burgundy! Thanks for sharing!
Lynn,you have transported us away to nirvana!
Oh!How totally gorgeous!(incuding your garden and its delights!) I can almost inhale that divine parfum!
What a way to enjoy the weekend!
THANK YOU!
Lynn,
Your gloriously beautiful flowers brightened my day since mine are fading away fast in the heat with no rain in sight. Much more than that, this wonderful slice of France helps me see a bit of what I have in store for our upcoming trip. At least, I hope some of the flowers are still there and I’m happy to hear that the weather is turning cooler. My boots and scarfs are ready! Thank you for sharing this and the delicious recipes on your page! All the best!
I’m so envious of your flowers since I have had no flowers in the yard since we moved (just wait till next year!) I’ll be in France in a couple of weeks, so I hope it’s getting cool enough so I can catch pictures of fall vines on stone walls. And I hope the roses in my neighborhood will still be blooming.
Lynn…The picture of the roses on your coffee table could be a painting….if you could move them into brighter light if you still have any, I would love to do a painting of them…. 🙂
Thanks, Lynn, for the visual taste of Burgundy! Makes me want to be there. 🙂 Love your roses, and had never seen hydrangeas in hot pink. There’s always something new to behold in a garden.
Beautiful blooms! We’re enjoying an Indian Summer up here in Le Morvan.
glorious shots all
Oh, I am so envious of those roses. Here in Collioure the weather just massacred our roses and we used to have so, so many. What rose was the yellow/pinky one? Very catalan -looking.
Perhaps you need a little side trip to Collioure one day to gather info for your wonderful magazine!!! Paul and Alix are friends of ours and I was THRILLED to see his name under one of the flower photos.
Such a great magazine, merci. If you need any recipes or articles on France and the French, just say the word. Am writing for an Italian mag and also Bread magazine, along with others.
Oh each photo is a treasure – merci!
All the varieties of flowers there are & an abundance no less. I would be in floral heaven snapping away at my hearts content! Lovely post.