So tired this evening after a frantic day trying to get a truck load of bedding in place. The hoards arrive tomorrow at The Farm for half term and we wanted it to look its best. Nothing like living to the wire. I have nothing against bedding but I can’t get too excited by it. Not yet anyway, perhaps later when it fills out to its blousy best I will be more enthusiastic.
This however is quite different. A single flower of Wachendorfia thyrsiflora, vibrant in today’s persistent sunshine.