Blue-rinsed and perm-headed
hydrangea matrons
eavesdrop our conversation.
At least, that was my first thought.
Continue reading “heads, hair, hats”
Tag: flowers
dazzle
It’s a grey day outside my window, so to brighten it up, here’s a photo taken a few days ago in South Wales on a small patch of land that had been seeded specifically to encourage pollinators:
On reflection, since cornflower is a natural herb used to brighten grey hair, I’ve just realised this is far more appropriate than I had intended.
(And the post title was chosen as a subliminal reminder of the old “blue whitener” detergent ads.)
the language of flowers
outside the florist’s,
the bright chatter
of pansies.
Which is strange, really, as the word “pansy” derives from the French pensée – “thought”. It would be logical to expect them to do more thinking than talking, but they always look to me as if they are checking out the passers-by and gossiping enthusiastically.
nostalgia
I took this picture a couple of weeks ago and was looking for an excuse to post it to the blog. 
L.P. Hartley was wrong: the past is not a foreign country; it is where I was born and I’m feeling quite homesick.
summer time
Today we are back on British Summer Time, so it would make sense if the blog post were about summer or clocks.
Yesterday, the weather was glorious and there were plenty of summer-like flowers to be photographed. For some reason, though, although there were plenty around, I failed to take a picture of a dandelion (either in bloom or as a clock). I did find these water buttercups**, though:
don't confuse the narrator 