This morning's usual walk down the coombe to the shore and back revealed even more slightly unseasonal flowers and shrubs...
Forsythia - just a little bit early. Cherry pie flavoured winter heliotrope everywhere, of course, absolutely normal for the time of year. White periwinkle and (pink) red valerian. Hawkbit and cranesbill. Brambles both in the woods and up here by the steps, so we could theoretically be eating blackberries in March or thereabouts. Down on the shore there's an escallonia hedge in flower, and one of those bushes with flowers that look like prawns. In Joy's garden some bedraggled begonias and nicotanias are resolutely clinging to life.
Even in my house I find that an amaryllis which had been banished to the spare bedroom after flowering has suddenly developed a new flower spike, so it's been unbanished, and one of my cacti which normally flowers around Easter has a single Christmas flower. And I have just now remembered seeing field poppies in bloom at the top of the cliff (just outside the pub terrace) in Downderry a week last Sunday.
On the move!
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