There have been some cracking early morning skies this week. The sunrise has generated a strong rose gold light which has been picked up not only in the clouds but also through the silver-white grasses around the edge of the golf course. I always marvel at the clouds. Constantly changing, formations that have never been seen before, never to be seen again.
Yes, I too remember this flower from my childhood in Leicestershire. There was a brook running through our little village and the fields on either side used to be absolutely full of these pretty flowers (I called them 'Ladysmocks', so almost the correct name). Now I see them in clumps and swathes along the edges of fields here in Cornwall and it takes me right back to when I used to walk home from school past those pale lilac/blue fields.
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