Our Sherkin Island garden has once again turned into a wild flower meadow. Much to our delight, we discovered two wild orchids – a gift from nature. Isn’t it lovely when a plant appears from… Continue reading
For, oh! when chill the sunbeams fall Adown that dreary sky, And gild you dank and darkened wall With transient brilliancy. The Bluebell, Emily Bronte
When weeds go to heaven, I suppose they will be flowers. L.M.Montgomery
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