I sit outside under a bright blue sky with a mug of tea and look at the riot of colour
that has taken over my garden.
This delicate poppy is growing amongst the lettuces, there technically it is a weed, but I can't possibly pull it up, so there it stays, and the bees are happy.
A single white scabious flower adds a dash of cool to a fiery hot mix of pinks, reds and oranges.
There is no planning involved, I fling things in with blissful ignorance, and am invariably surprised by the results. Who knew that fennel and sweet williams would go so well together...... or perhaps you think they don't...
The alstromerias grow taller and taller, some of them are as tall as me.
I don't have a vase tall enough to display them in!
There is colour in the vegetable patch too, bright yellow pumpkin flowers and tiny bulbs of green pumpkins forming, I shall be watching avidly for them to start to turn orange.
I can't sit outside for long though, I will burn, I'm currently having a love/hate relationship with sunscreen..... The first brand I bought made my eyes and face swell up, not pretty, and quite painful... The next brand was better, no swelling, but a ugly blotchy rash.... I bought an organic brand which is more of a barrier cream, no swelling or rash, but I still burn a little with it... and I really really don't like the feeling of the cream as it doesn't really soak in to your skin...... I think what I need is a really big floppy hat (if anyone knows of a good one let me know.....).
of course living in the north I don't normally worry about sun that often, we don't usually get much.....
the last few weeks have been astonishing.........
Today we have grey skies and the promise of rain, but I have a pile of colour to play with; a stolen bag of scraps, with a quilt in their future, because it's always quilt weather, whatever the colour of the sky.