Easter Monday and a trip to Calke Abbey. Since my father-in-law's stroke the house itself is impossible for us to visit and so we make for the walled gardens. Noel gets a lift on what appears to be a converted golf buggy driven by a National Trust volunteer. We walk.
Spring has been cold and all growth is a good two weeks or so behind what we've come to expect. A few plants, gooseberry and red currants, are coming into leaf but most of the beds are freshly tilled and bare.
the auricula theatre
staged with pansies
dad's wheelchair
Little Onion
3 comments:
hidden waifs of new beginings,
dignity of a well lived time,
come together to celebrate easter.
thanks hm - that's an amazing hat
LO
This haiku is so nicely complemented by the image. It evokes reflection. I love it.
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