Having spent a lovely few hours in the garden this weekend.
This passage is perfect for Warmth and I.
'In May the fruit trees and the crocuses and the daffodils all flowered together. The garden shone with gold and white. Little debased violets bloomed in the roots of the box borders and around the trunks of the pear trees. The old gnarled trees themselves were crowded with masses of white flowers with pink stamens. Blood-red spears of peonies broke the soil. The beds were full of plants that Catherine and William could not recognise. The weeds came up too.'
Elizabeth Cambridge Hostages to Fortune
I think someone should invent a flower equivalent of Shazam where you take a photograph of an unfamiliar flower and it tells you all about it. I'm currently trying to work out whether certain somethings are flower or weed in our garden. As there are two of these flower/weeds in the garden I've kept one and dug another up.