I was struck by the light this morning, and so were the flowers in my raised bed. Here are three, I hope they brighten your day as well. Off to see a doctor about a brace. Later.
The poppies have great spirit; nothing can stop them, they live in their own stems, and go their own way. I admire them.
A baby peony coming to life.
I remember back in the 1960s when the term “flower power” was first used. Flowers represented peace and love as opposed to war. Your flower photos are lovely and soothing. It’s hard to feel angry or frustrated when looking at them. Their power lies in their beauty and fragility. So glad you planted those beds. I never tire of seeing them.
Thanks for the flowers pix during all your medical issues .
Hang in there. I am rooting for you.
Popppies always make me smile even when they try to populate many corners of my garden.
Keeping you in mind Áine.