Walking along an alley in Penzance to the car park after yesterday’s talk at The Acorn, we saw a trellis full of Passion Flowers – such a beautiful and intricate bloom. Our plant is nowhere near blooming but we do have lots of buds.

Driving away we went past these colourful flower filled boxes.

I’ve long loved this little poem by Goethe. It is called  Song of the Traveller at Evening and was translated by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.  It was in a little collection I had as a child.

It has been an indoor day for me again as the heatwave continues, 29C today, doing lots of reading!