Our morning walk gave us a familiar surprise in an unfamiliar place. We used to live in London where street stabbings were, not commonplace, but not unheard of.  Street memorials sometimes lasted years. Supermarket flowers and mementoes, kept fresh by friends and family.

Although we knew there had been a street stabbing on one of our dog walks it was a bit of a surprise to find an informal flower memorial to the person stabbed last month.

Sometimes the unexpected makes eyes a little blurry. As we returned people were tidying away the dying blooms. What a very sad job for anyone to have to do.

I just googled flowers as a memorial.

Google AI was succinct.

Blooming interesting . I had no idea.