Pallette shift

The colours they are a changing’. Yellow and white have definitely lost their monopoly. In the garden blue camassia are going strong and pink hyacinth, aquilegia and the remains of the cherry blossom are muscling in with rosy tones. In the fields and hedgerows the thin yellow line of oilseed rape is just starting toContinue reading “Pallette shift”

Still Hirpled

The ankle sprain transpired to be a cracked bone and lord alone knows what ligament damage. After hobbling around like a hirpled hen for a week, I hitched a ride when mum went to see Dad in hospital and visited A&E. I am now sporting a dashing Beckham Boot. The weather has been beautiful andContinue reading “Still Hirpled”