It’s the little things..

.. Ladies smock, cuckoo pint..
Whatever you call it, its delicate flower taught me a lesson as I escaped to the garden this afternoon.
Delicate but strong!
It seeds itself quite freely and survives the toughest of Winters.
Agreed to share a table at a craft fair in South Birmjngham tomorrow.
That means only one thing !.. a stressful day sorting bits out to take and feeling overwhelmed and not ready.
Story of my life!
Serves me right for last minute prep.
Bird song, an early spring garden… that will do nicely
Now to go back in and tell myself off!