A busy day crowded with different stimuli, but brought to a standstill by a few lovely flowers. Just twenty minutes spent quietly in a garden easily resets a busy mind ready for the next challenge. I’ve never really been a fan of Primroses but today this ethereal specimen stopped me in my tracks, hiding by a tractor shed.
Building up the colour temperature of this blog is an exploding yellow crocus.
Then after all the innocence and quietude of pale whites, creams and yellows this beautiful purple crocus shouts out for attention.
Its insides swirling like a sensual dancer lost in music.
Re- calibrated I leave the garden.