In My Woodland Garden.....

...... the welsh poppies are taking hold. I didn't want them to. I only wanted blue and white flowers but, when I see them, I remember how much my mum loved them and I let them flower.

It seems a long time since I've taken a cup of tea down to the bottom end of the garden and sat in my little bit of woodland. I was distraught last year, coming home to find the roofers had hacked away a lot of the acers to get access to the garage roof, but I have got used to that and want to enjoy this little bit of tranquillity again.