Summer has arrived. Barely six and it's already warm. The municipal workers start cutting the grass on the village green. Dog owner, dogs and workmen all take the time to greet each other. '' You're up early today M'Ongoose ". ' I was about to say the same to you '.
On our return we see the Old Italian Farmer sitting in his wheelchair in the churchyard. The nurse has taken the opportunity offered by the sunshine to get him out of the house. After a month of being cooped up indoors he and the house need a good long airing. The old fellow has had his hair brushed and a blanket wrapped around his shoulders. He's been placed facing his wife's grave and is chatting away in his high pitched voice as if she's on the other side of the breakfast table. Perhaps there comes a natural stage in life when travel plans need to be discussed ? The Old Italian Farmer sees Sophie and his eyes light up. She charges over to him hopeful he might have a biscuit. Sophie has her ears tickled and is spoken to in a soft voice. He informs me that he has been having problems with a discharge from his nose. He goes into great detail. Angus is thankful he catches barely one word in two. The old gents cheeks are unnaturally flushed. Perhaps his blood pressure is high ?
In the garden a blue flower is coming into bloom.
It looks a like a deployed airbag which is quite amazing.
An uninspiring choice at the bakers. Croissant crumbs are received with enthusiastic canine thanks. Bobs tail wags all the time. Sophie's doesn't but my goodness when it does , it does. This morning it does.
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9 comments:
I hope you'll show us a photo of the blue flower after it has unfurled itself. Very interesting.
It seems there also comes an age when, for many of us, the favourite, and in the end only topic of conversation is one's own ailments. Best wishes to the Old Italian Farmer and his runny (or worse) nose.
I'll look forward with interest to leaning the ID of the blue flower.
Cheers, Gail.
Those Chinese Balloon Flowers Platycodon grandiflorus do look exactly like mini air bags. Just amazing. And I think your patisserie sensibilities are getting jaded. That looks like a perfectly nice selection.
Susan - Thank you for determining what our strange garden guest is. I'll go to the garden centre and buy more. They are fun !
Glad to hear there were croissant crumbs for the PON's even if the human choice was somewhat uninspiring. Hope the Old Farmer was just suffering from the unexpected heat, rather than anything serious.
Will go to the Garden Centre to see if they have the Platycodon - it's such an unusual flower and would be a charming addition to any garden. It may be that it's too hot here for it, as yours seems to have benefitted from the recent rains.
Here in Southwest Georgia USA we call them balloon flowers. They are self seeding and mine have come back in the same planter for about 15 years. Love to Bob and Sophie.
MMMM pastries.
We love that time in summer when it is warm so early and the light is perfect.
Apparently the flower will not be unfurling itself.
Yes , well done Susan. Thanks to your answer and this fab blog I think Chinese Balloon Flowers will suddenly become very popular :-)
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