Sometimes an April day will suddenly bring showers, rain to grow the flowers - and so it seems, as suddenly there is an abundance of colours.
We were wandering locally. Cornwall never lets you down. It's not just beaches, though some are quite special.
An early display of bluebells almost hidden in the hedgerow.
Not sure what the small flowers are but they brighten an old wall.
We looked down on the valley with the old chimney, from the china clay industry, still in position.
More ways to brighten an old Cornish wall.
An abundance of forget-me-nots
Then when in silence thou doest walk,
Nor being round with whom to talk;
When thou art on the mighty deep,
And do in quiet action sleep;
If we no more on earth do meet,
Nor being round with whom to talk;
When thou art on the mighty deep,
And do in quiet action sleep;
If we no more on earth do meet,
Forget me not.*
Back to reality, this little fellow joined us on our walk but soon got bored with our company.
Colour on the bushes.
A rhododendron in all its glory.
Ah, and just in case you need to know the time - a dandelion clock.
A colourful duo - a post box and a yellow hydrant sign - the numbers indicate the size of the water main (top number) and the bottom number indicates the distance to the actual hydrant.
Another shade of yellow.
Ah, and a lonely pansy.
Finally, as it's April some May flowers!
Remember though: Ne'er cast a clout till May is out. Back in the 15th century clout meant a fragment of clothing.
* The poem, from 1841, by Ann Plato.
Thank you for visiting my blog ~ Mike.
