I need to attend to my garden more often. I get enthused for short spans of time and then neglect it for too long. Our Australian Summers are not very forgiving of this.
But somehow, despite my neglect, a few seeds I planted made it to maturity. Then one day I realised there were beautiful flowers blooming.
The beauty of flowers, especially cottage flowers, is transient so I tried to capture the moment in a photo. So here it is - the Nigella in the Mist that grew despite my lack of care and a poem by George Mayer.