Senses.

My corner of the garden, it catches the sun from about 11 ish to about three ish.

Very sheltered as it is between the garden wall and the old wash house, I do not get to sit there as often as I would like.

I love to listen to the bees zizzing in the dog rose flowers and the smell of them is gorgeous, just like everything good about turkish delight.


This was a last minute emergency blip late last night, but still light enough not to have a flash, but you can see the starlights in amongst the ivy and the blue ones by the chimnea.