Sometimes broken is better
I planted sunflowers again this year, from the gleaned seeds of last year. They have to be one of my favourite flowers, bright, robust, direct, stark against the sharp blue cold sky today, but also against the black grey of the week. The bees love them, the squirrels hang off them feeding. They make me … Read more
Broken things are beautiful too
Isn’t that just just beautiful? I know you couldn’t sit on that chair but the way it was just sitting amongst the poppies and next to the whitewashed wall and boat just seemed perfect…I couldn’t have arranged it any better.
In a world where beauty is a certain look – botoxed foreheads, trout pout lips, … Read more