Maybe May may not be

... the best time of year to go away. I shall miss this pond iris coming into flower. Its bud is just showing a streak of yellow promise. But at least I haven't entirely missed the London Pride and clematis, nor this little self-set orange poppy.

Mais je sais que la belle France a aussi des belles fleurs.

Blipping early today before we head off.
No prizes for guessing where our travels will take us.