Spring has at last sprung. It's reassuring somehow to see all the reliable favourites come back. The white daffodils are called 'Jenny' and they remind me of Piglet's little ears flying. The yellow ones are 'February Gold' - better late than never. I don't have a name for the primrose - I love the little dot on each petal and its dainty colour. The tulip I have not grown before. It's called 'Czar Peter' and has very exotic markings on the petals. Viola labradorica seeded itself in some chippings - it spreads itself prettily around. The chequered pattern on fritillaria meleagris never fails to amaze. One of the lovely things about the spring flowers is that I seem to have time to really look closely at them - everday miracles!
An artist seeking a simpler life - (but not too simple!)