Dawn, a mist hangs over the garden.
Silence, and everything is right with my world.
It is moments like this dear little Poppi
that will help you understand why I love a garden.
My sweet child, is there anything more beautiful..................
I am sure she will especially like the fairy lace hanging in the morning mist.ReplyDelete
Of course, that is what it is Lisa :) We think alike........Delete
How lovely, beautiful words Cheryl and oh so true. The first picture is particularly appealing - is it Ragwort?ReplyDelete
Yes it is Elaine, I grow it for the cinnabar moth. I had caterpillars last year and have seen moths in the garden recently. I am hoping they will use the Ragwort to lay their eggs :)Delete
Lovely. How lucky Poppi is to have a Nana like you. And how lucky you are to have your Poppi. The garden does look magical in the morning mist.ReplyDelete
I think a mist hanging over a garden is like the beginning of time ..............Delete
Hi Cheryl... Just gorgeous..love the cobweb just magical!!ReplyDelete
Cobwebs are magical................very special, when they gather water, it adds another dimension to the image.ReplyDelete
Lovely images, Cheryl, and I do understand. Reading Poppi's comments on your last post, I think she understands, too. You have passed the legacy of loving the earth and its creatures on to her. She is a very lucky little girl to have you as her Nana.ReplyDelete
Thank you Rose. I am blessed to have her.....and of course, my two darling Grandsons who are being brought up to respect the wildlife that lives alongside us.Delete