I heard this song the other day,  it's been going round in my head since.  I've been watching my giant white clematis flowers dazzle in the brilliant sun these last few days (well, when there have been glimpses of sun) and I've wanted to get out and capture their beauty.  I stood before them and the words purity, peace, serenity, hope and torn came to mind.  They were a little battered round the edges. 

This Iris has taken 5 years to flower, it's none of the above things, but the day has been a day looking for many of them.  So much chat and those lyrics running round in my head. 

My boy is at T in the Park, I shan't spend the evening looking for him on the televised highlights, I know it won't be pretty, or pure, but I can hope.

I will spend the evening walking and talking, finished off with a few drinks to bring a sense of calm.  It's all good.