#239 - Pink Rose Petals

June roses - in three shades of pink.

#238 - Wild Barley

More long, warm summer days... this grass makes me think of lying down in fields feeling the sun hot on your eyelids. In the city it grows in cracks in the pavement and in little scrubby redundant patches of land between shops and houses, but it makes me think of wide open spaces and the sound of the wind in tall grass.

#237 - Knitted Maple Keys

The sun has dried up the fallen maple keys, turning their lime green to a rusty brown. I was idly arranging them in knitting rows while the children played in the sunshine, admiring the way the colours blend together although they are so different.

#236 - Summertime

Long summer days - high blue skies, the sun warm on your skin, the smell of newly mown grass and an extravagance of buttercups and daisies...

#235 - Veronica

Not sure quite what kind of Speedwell this is, not a creeping variety as it was as tall as the buttercups on the banks of the stream - but what blues and violets and mauves. I like other colours but blues actually fill me up with happiness, no really, they do. 

#234 - Red Campion

Remembering the many grey days through the long winter, it still seems miraculous to be so surrounded by colour. Every field and hedge is bright and beautiful.

#233 - Jack-go-to-bed-at-noon

It has become somewhat of a family activity on our dog walks - finding things for mummy's blog. I love to think that they notice things they may not have before although perhaps they would have anyway and I am just learning to keep pace with them. It was the two girls who called to me excitedly in the meadow to show me this 'giant dandelion clock' hidden in the grass. A dandelion clock is always a thing of beauty, magnified it is possible to see how exquisitely detailed each airy little parachute is. Perfect design.