A year ago tomorrow, my family lost a very special person, my darling Gran. Not a day goes by that I don't think about her.
In the days before she died I spent time with her in her care home, sitting quietly, holding hands and just occassionally speaking. I remember commenting about the pretty flowers on her nightdress, Forget-Me-Nots. The following day I picked a few sprigs from our garden and placed the little posy beside her bed for her to enjoy.
Cutting flowers like this and making posies to dot around our home is something I enjoy doing from this month, right up until the last of the Dhalias bloom in early Autumn.
Sometimes the vases hold a whole host of colours, especially when the clashing colours of Sweet Peas are brought in. Other times, like this scene suggests, one colour will take centre stage.
I'm looking forward to seeing what other colours our garden will provide us with this Summer. For now though, Forget-Me-Nots, I shall treasure you.