Still confined to places reached by foot… yet the sun is bringing out the flowers and the bees…
Cranesfoot: 17 June 2020
A tiny, tiny flower, often lost to sight by bigger flowers overhanging
Meadow Brown: 17 June 2020
Meadow Brown butterfly where it ought to be… in a meadow
Opium Poppy: 17 June 2020
I don’t usually take photos of garden escapees… this one was divine
Bramble & bee: 17 June 2020
The blackberry brambles now are full of bloom, and noisy as these little boney-beasts dive in
Foxgloves: 17 June 2020
The foxgloves have grown so tall since my last visit two weeks ago
Bindweed and bee: 17 June 2020
Not a flower left unvisited, bees burying their heads in every bloom
Breydon Water: 17 June 2020
And home again.
Breydon means Wide Plain or Wide Valley. That very pale grey line in the far distance (not the green) represents the old shoreline when this was the Great Estuary. Behind me is another mile or so of marsh which also was the old estuary. Everything changes with time.
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These are glorious. Crispina!
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Just a few… oh, the world keep showing me beautiful shots
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Very beautiful! 🙂
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Thank you, Deborah
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Lovely photos
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I wonder if I could process that poppy into opium? I have a feeling I could, but I don’t want to make guarantees.
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I would expect you to be able to. Though don’t tell the folks around here… we have a drug-dependant community
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Oh noes! Seems like most communities are, nowadays… it’s sad and infuriating how it came to be, too.
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We have a supportive and effective addiction programme that does really good work. It’s encouraging that so many people do seek their help.
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