
A view of my parent’s country garden in the summer. I love the lush density of the flowers and the richness of the colours! …and yes, I know that these flowers are not all perennials but they come up every year and that’s perennial enough for me!
Tom’s poem!
A tangle deep, wrapped in enigma
growing wild without the stigma
of replanting year by year:
perennials that know no fear
of frost nor snow nor deer nor rabbits
growing wild has been their habit
since a time long out of mind
toward the sun they turn and climb
over each and reaching high
growing wild beneath the sky
image (c) 2018 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2018 TJ Radcliffe
Beautiful colors! The textures feel authentic.
Thanks Max! The textures and patterns are from the flowers and leaves and seed pods etc in the garden. I’m glad it comes across! 😊