So she said as we sat drinking our breakfast coffee while watching the morning news on television. At that hour of the day “limelight” was a word that left my poor not-so-fast-early-in-the-morning brain puzzled; it certainly wasn’t clear to me what Mary had in mind. She’s used to that vacant, lost look on my face and quickly rescued me from my fear of sudden-onset dementia with “the hydrangea…Hydrangea ‘Limelight’. Look at how the flowers are gleaming in the sunshine!”
Indeed, they were gleaming as the early morning sunshine lit them up, peeping over a yew hedge. I’m a man of action – hey, even old men can dream! – and I went for my camera to capture the moment, Carpe momentum at least if not the entire diem. One wouldn’t wish to overdo it so early in the morning!
Even before leaving the house another such moment presented itself – a momentous morning, so to speak. The resident small family of pheasants were immediately outside the kitchen window, tummies full after the breakfast I had served half an hour earlier and now taking their ease, a little grooming, a little stretching, a peck here and there, relaxing.
With camera in hand and two moments already presented to me I took a quick walk around the garden in search of others for, oftentimes, moments of beauty and interest go unnoticed because we don’t look for them. It was a quick walk for the morning was cool, the dew on the grass very heavy – I was still in pyjamas and dressing gown – and the camera battery didn’t last very long. Nonetheless, there were more such moments and I captured them!
Some individual plants which are attractive at the moment:
And, finally, some sculpture in the garden – our local bridge!