The soil is parched, despite regular watering. In spite of this hostile environment many of the plants on Button Moon are continuing on a trajectory so upward I am scared where it all might end. No more so than the wildflower meadow. Last year it was a mixed meadow, this season a little less diverse. But not diminished in any way. Dominated by candytuft in sugared almond shades, nigella intersperses from white to Marianas Trench blue. It is a joy to behold, diverting. What is more, it is a moving picture, with flitting butterflies and bees and all host of pollinators that I really should learn the name of, skimming and feasting. This love in a mist, denim blue with spiny green ruff, was the winner in a very tough competition. Until next time, when its crown will most certainly fall.