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.