Friday flowers – more Spring blooms

Our walk this morning took us by this most colourful display in a garden at Melbourne (South Derbyshire, not Australia!)

Closer to home and back on the school run the bank on the lane to school (see the previous post). This week it’s the turn of the bluebells to shine.

Friday Flowers – Primroses

Collecting our granddaughter from school yesterday was meant to be just that and not a photographic expedition. However, when we arrived at this grassy bank, now bursting into life with spring flowers, I couldn’t resist reaching into my pocket for my mobile phone and taking this photograph of primroses.

I almost forgot to mention the forget-me-nots which were making a more subtle appearance but I did remember the quote ‘The best camera is the one you have with you’. How true is that?

Easter Sunday Daffodils

As well as being Easter Sunday, today is Sue’s birthday so we have enjoyed a fairly lazy day with lots of good, home-cooked food. By 6pm lethargy had set in but we just managed to force ourselves to take a short drive to Stapenhill and walk the riverside path.

We were rewarded by the welcome sight of these drifts of daffodils in the evening sunlight – a perfect reminder of the hope of new beginnings that Easter brings.

“Sometimes I do get to places just when God’s ready to have somebody click the shutter.” Photographer, Ansel Adams.

Happy Easter

Take a seat – With words

“Tell a man that there are 300 billion stars in the universe and he will believe you, but tell him that a park bench has wet paint upon it and he will have to touch it just to make sure”



Here are the words of some bench plaques actually found around the UK, mainly affixed by pranksters, but then again they could be genuine…

‘In memory of Roger Ucklesby who hated this park and everyone in it.’


‘In memory of Rene Lauener (1916 -1993) who liked to sit down.’


‘This bench is dedicated to the men who lost the will to live whilst following their partners around the shoe shops of Chester.’


‘They Could Do With A Bench Here.’