I have mixed feelings as April ends. It happens every year when the daffs in the garden finally finish their cheery display; there is usually a bit of a break between their passing and the next influx of colour. This year I have marked it by photographing the “Last Trumpet of Spring.” The trumpet is still big, brassy and bold but the other petals are fading fast. Yet the warm spring sunshine glows through it- at first glance it is still gorgeous. But change is coming and the daffodils are departing. … More Sad Trumpet- Look, See, Pray
As the spring came, went, came back, then grudgingly handed over to sort-of-summer all the shrubs and bushes left in the garden went berserk. So I went to work. Two old-and-now-defunct lawnmowers later- they died- some well-blunted blades, and a collection of aches and blisters later: I discovered the garden was bigger than we had thought.
… More Pass the Machete- Look, See, Pray