The tide was out at the Penryn River this morning when we went to sing at the Zed Shed. A lone swan had walked in the mud and was preening itself.
Two more Iris Reticulata have opened, sorry I don’t know their names. I love how raindrops collect on their petals. There’s a name for that effect but I can’t bring it to mind. Perhaps, you, Dear Reader, will remember it..
