Flowers

Every week I visit Ellie I bring flowers....  It's now heading  towards September but I still to find her a little bunch each time. I have an almost perpetual supply of coloured raffia to bind them. We have also got transporting them down to a fine art with a large plastic clear pot full of life preserving water sitting in the cup holder of the car all the way to London.

Each week 

I bring you flowers from the garden

From home.

Snowdrops and posied primroses,

Shy cyclamen from underneath the rose tree

Sweet narcissi

Paper plum blossom

The blue brilliance of forget-me-nots

Faces of acquilegia

Your wig wammed sweet peas and

Clouds of 

Mother goethes white stars.

Sprays of white tree roses

The scented gold from outside your window

Stout ever forgiving valerian and orange day lilies

Silvered sage 

And playful catnip and lavender.

And the summer plantings of 

Cosmos, antirrhinum, zinnias ,dahlias

And giant daisies and lemon balm.

Tall Japanese and omens

Rattling statice

Fennel heads from the triangled patch

Seed pods and haws and 

The ivy that cements our stones

I bring myself each week.

Home always come to you

With love.