I have a soft spot for dragons. Especially red ones. So naturally I stopped to photograph these flowers when I saw them in the park yesterday.
Then I found something even more dragon-like:
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I have a soft spot for dragons. Especially red ones. So naturally I stopped to photograph these flowers when I saw them in the park yesterday.
Then I found something even more dragon-like:
Continue reading “hic sunt dracones”
I don’t have time to write very much today, so am settling for posting a picture of a busy bee.
Bees are familiar visitors to the blog, so if you want to read more, click that link and check out some old posts.
Sometimes, there’s an idea that just never gels satisfactorily into a poem and the only thing to do is forget it and move on.
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Among the flower photos in last Sunday’s post was this one, which I had mistakenly thought might be magnolia, but then identified as dogwood.
When I found out what it was, I was surprised to read of the flowers turning white. I thought that must be a specific type of dogwood, not necessarily the one in the local park. Still, I went back to look and found that, yes, the tree that I had originally thought looked as if it was covered in brimstone butterflies is now quite different.
The flowers are a little the worse for wear after so many spring storms, but we’ve had a lot of sunshine, too. Shall I blame the rain for having washed the colour away, or the sun for bleaching them?
I’ve been staying with my mother over the weekend, which is why I was so late with the blog post yesterday, and again today. It’s not that there’s nothing to write, just that coffees, meals, washing up and word puzzles take up an awful lot of time if you let them.
My mother hasn’t been able to get out much recently, so when I went to the village shop for a paper, I took some photos to show her what was going on down the road. Here, then, are a few, mostly local, flower photos with some haphazard notes:
I thought it was April that was supposed to breed lilacs, but here May seems to be doing just that:
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