Darlings after all this rain the park is looking lush. The trees are at their best and the grass is green. We are in England. Walking with a friend down the lane one commented that one had never noticed the lake before.
Or even a flooded field.
As you know my darling one must have flowers. How are you with plants ?
Granny was particularly good , there was always something stuck out of a milk bottle or a cutting on a windowsill .
Green makes a room look as if its alive.
The Victorians were fern crazy, I must say that one is also rather fond.
Maybe a few prints will suffice?
One can’t kill them!
A hall with interest.
A backdrop of ferns.
Sunny fronds .
A fine specimen .