A single flower

After spending half the morning in work, I returned only to be called out again on a home visit.  This was local and brief so I had time to go out in the afternoon in search of butterflies in the churchyard.  I found none but did admire how the churchyard looked.  I was telling P. the other day how much I liked the way he cut swathes through the growth leaving areas which are overgrown and areas which are neatly mown.  He regularly gets complaints from people who want neat lawns and a manicured look which only goes to prove that you can't please all of the people all of the time.