My garden in Hastings is very much looking after itself. It surprises and delights me, daily.
I am luxuriating in the tropical colours and fragrances. And…
…in between the weeds I find golden treasures. The taste of the strawberries is divine, and the fragrance good enough to bottle. I don’t think they are wild strawberries because they are too big and their texture too soft..Someone must have planted them years ago and they are still thriving.
Roses and palm trees at sunset. I can spend hours just breathing it in, but I must get back to my studio to finish my Balinese dream; she needs glazing.