A day of pure hedonism spent pegging out the washing, bringing it in, fixing the bird table and trying to read a twenty four page legal agreement before losing the will to live.
I've no idea what the flower is as it has appeared unexpectedly at the side of the garden. You will realise I barely know my allium from my eryngium. It was an exercise in hope over skill trying to catch it whilst it was being blown about in the wind. 


Many thanks to the jesting BikerBear for  hosting.