Memories of Summer

A drive home to Hampshire in the morning sunshine. The roads busy with people doing the same as me. Unpacking and chatting on the phone about plans for the coming few weeks. Washing and sorting. Resting and bed.

These are some thistles that I grew in my garden in the summer. In the autumn I cut them and took them inside to dry. They have retained their colour well and now adorn my living room table. Memories of summer.