Field Scabious

On my way to meet my daughter for her lunch break at work I pass this small wild piece of land in front of a block of flats. There are so many different wild flowers here it’s just wonderful to see in town and the aroma was glorious. Some I haven’t seen since I was a child playing in fields near my home and I was desperately trying to remember the names.
Much cooler this afternoon than of late at 22c with clouds and quite a breeze blowing.
Extra a general picture pointing at some of the wild flowers.