On gardens & gravestones...

How I yearn for my Summer garden! Here it is last June.....

I can smell the lavender, feel the sun warming my winter-white skin & hear the blackbirds and the bees humming lazily.....

This, however, is what it actually look like now! Hard to believe that in 4 months time it will be a thing of such beauty again. Spurred on by the wonderful Sharon Lovejoy I did wrap up warmly, put on my old, faithful gardening gloves & prune all the rose bushes & clematis - so at least they now have room & energy to send up those vital green shoots that I crave so much!

As many of you already know, we live in a wonderful old church square - which means that the graveyard is, in effect, our front garden. It stopped being used in the late 1800's, so all the headstones are really old and interesting....

I'm still finding new ones to read after all these years! And because it's all largely left alone, there are wonderful wild flowers, yew, laburnum & lilac trees...all bending with age...clumps of snowdrops right now - and these sweet things...

tiny, vibrant aconites shining so brightly in a vast carpet under my favourite, ancient, twisted huge beech tree that stands in one corner. Their sunny faces cheered me as I photographed them this afternoon. It will come, the sun, the warmth, the beauty. It will come! xo