NW Day 2 – Diamond Day

Over the past few years I have had my battles with ivy, tugging and unravelling, prising their adventitious roots from tree, border and unsuspecting shrub.   I have also admired and appreciated their many good points, listened to the throb of an insect blanket supping on their tardy flowers, watched as clumsy pigeons and flighty blackbirds feast on the deep dark fruit.  Today was the first time that I marvelled at their beauty.