Only one of my Hyacinths has flowered properly. The others have rotted in the middle of the flower.This has happened before but in the past generally, I have been very successful with the old glasses. This blue one smells divine.
One of my Sun-catchers went to a dear friend’s Mum for Christmas and this lovely photo of it against winter trees arrived yesterday.
A poem for you – Blue Winter by Robert Francis
commonprose
January 30, 2020 at 5:36 pm
Love the poem. There can never be enough blue in the world.
mybeautfulthings
January 30, 2020 at 7:42 pm
True – blue is so very versatile and glorious. 🙂
Heyjude
January 23, 2020 at 8:28 pm
Shame about the hyacinths, but one probably has enough scent! And I love the poem, I might have to use that one on a post 😉
mybeautfulthings
January 30, 2020 at 7:34 pm
Lovely isn’t it? Do use it. 🙂
Heyjude
January 31, 2020 at 1:03 am
Thank you!