
Snapped and broken
Lying crushed
Your red heart
Exposed
Squashed,
Cut off in your prime.
Your parents will recover
But you,
Young flower
Petals besmirched,
You have sacrificed
Yourself to the storm
New paintings and regular art updates.

Snapped and broken
Lying crushed
Your red heart
Exposed
Squashed,
Cut off in your prime.
Your parents will recover
But you,
Young flower
Petals besmirched,
You have sacrificed
Yourself to the storm

Too many flowers
Growing out and round
Hanging baskets
Decked out and grand.
Pots filled with lots
Of colours and shapes
Joy to my heart
These flower baskets make.
A real riot of colour
Blooming in my heart
And the heart
Of the city.

Next to my raspberries a tallish purple flower stands. I think it’s a phlox? I’m not sure of the spelling. Homonyms, words that sound the same but are spelt /spelled differently.
The English language can trip you up. It has evolved, with different spelling rules like ‘i before e except after c’, which isn’t always correct.
Anyway, back to this plant. I was really pleased I managed to get a reasonably close image of the flowers. With water droplets visible on the petals. Any ideas on identification?
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And humid
Watering the yard

The moisture level outside is about 85%, I’ve got the fan on and the windows closed to keep the heat out. All my hanging baskets had wilted this afternoon despite heavy rain a couple of days ago. Sorry to go on about my garden but I enjoy showing it off. It does need work though. X
We don’t have droughts like other countries but we do sometimes have heathland fires occasionally. We are more prone to flooding. Apparently we have tornadoes but I’ve never seen one and they’re only small scale here.
Weather, what the British talk about. X

Sadly today we just have a few green cherries on our tree. They are not ripening because of the cool wet weather. Apparently we are on the north side of the jet stream and so low pressure systems are being drawn down from scandanavia towards the UK.
So we sit and wait. If I manage to pick any of this years crop I will post pictures of it. At the moment I’m using our umbrella for its correct use. Not for catching cherries.

By duplicating and flipping one side of the couple of photos I ended up with an interesting structure (in reality next doors small extension bathroom). The hanging baskets and pots pop with green and bright flowers. As they grow and bloom I will post more pictures (and include more if the rain stops!). Summer is here so they should take up more space. Gardening and rain, a typical British summer.

Perennial Geraniums (not to be confused with Pelargoniums) regrow every year after dying back in the autumn and winter. They are also known as cranesbill I think because they sometimes have a prominent pointed central part to the flower (can’t remember what that bit is). If you want ground cover this is a great plant.
We bought two plants ten years ago from the Dorothy Clive Garden and now they are all over the garden. You can cut them back after they have flowered and they might have a second flush of flowers. The bees love them.
We have them planted under the trees in the shady part of our garden. If you look them up on the Internet you can find many different varieties.

Something keeps digging up bulbs in the garden, from pots we planted up last autumn. The bulbs have roots on them but haven’t grown yet, (unless they are having the leaves nibbled).
I’ve replanted them a few times, but something comes back and pulls them up again. Not plants, just bulbs? Hubby thinks it’s a fox doing it. I think it’s a squirrel. Has anyone got an idea? The bulbs are in pots on the ground, not up on the wall where some of the other pots are. It seems to just happen at night. Could it be hedgehogs trying to find worms. We might start leaving cat food out for hedgehogs again.

I sort of see birds, owls, flying out of these flowers? Or old fashioned rocket ships, or a totem pole. When you play with patterns you can find all sorts of things. I like seeing faces in things. I recently found out it’s called Pareidolia. We studied it during one of the semesters at college, the mind looks for patterns and sometimes finds them.

Washed sky
Below tree
Above bluebells
And soil.
Laced branches
Overlap ripples
Twisted leaves
Tie flowers
In knots
Brown soil
Gently wrapped
In moss?
Layers of colour
Knowledge
Immersed.