Friday, August 26, 2011


I arrived at the flower markets this morning feeling grouchy. The sheds smelt weird, I stepped in a puddle and my feet got wet, the iris were too small and the baby was apparently practising ultimate fighting manoeuvres in my belly, which was cool but distracting.

Then I spied this last teency bunch of grape hyacinth winking at me, and I snatched it up and it was mine and I was not grumpy anymore!

So I whipped around and did the buying for work in a flash, then picked up a few bunches of white ranunculus for the muscari to nestle in.

Ranunculus are the comfiest of the flowers, if you didn't know.

1 comment:

  1. Fab photos (and a lovely tale).
    Great to heart that your day improved, it sounds as though Junior is having fun in there.