Sunday 5 May 2019

Full to the brim




It's all or nothing


at this time of year.
I'm tripping over my feet
and the blog is getting left behind.
We've had the tulips, haven't we?




the wisteria,


the cow parsley.
Wait. Cow parsley.
Isn't that June?


The mad weather.


The lovely house visits.
Here - take a look out of Rudyard Kipling's windows
and catch your breath. 




Scotney Castle


doing all the colours
especially in the azalea and acer ranges.








Irises.
Each flower just a one day showing.


Sissinghurst on  a warm sunny Easter weekend.
Are you mad you ask?
The hordes.


But no.


See?


Not


a soul.


Because


if you arrive before opening time


and eschew the café


walk briskly


 and purposefully as soon as they will let you in,


you are quite likely


to be ahead of everyone.
















And finally, if you aren't paying attention
the grandchildren will be
off to big school


and the shopping trolley
parked under the piano
will be very old hat.