Peeping through

Many years ago, behind this seat in our garden, we planted a group of London Pride plants.  The tiny pink flowers used to peep through the slats at the back of the bench, which I loved, but over time the plants died off and were eventually replaced by these self-seeded wild geraniums. They, too, like peeping through the back of the seat, as you can see!

I’ve felt a bit overwhelmed today, with lots of different jobs vying for my attention, and I haven’t had much energy either. However, the day improved considerably when I received a very special, and most attractive, communication from abroad, which gave me a great deal of pleasure and cheered me no end.