A Shady corner of the Patio, with Pots, Palms and Poppies with a little Nemesia.
Whilst I am enjoying the sunshine and over the past few days writing about so many other subjects, this is the place which grounds me. Before I take off once again, into memories and my imagination and the words reach the page.
Icelandic Poppies and Black Bamboo from my Garden.
After years of chucking poppy seeds about the garden in the vain hope that they would take, suddenly a plethora of them appeared. It took years of nothing growing there. Now they last from Spring until late Autumn in this sun trap and bring a burst of colour and happiness to the garden, whatever the weather.