Blue

Speedwell, I think.  Probably Germander Speedwell. These lovely little flowers have been covering the banking on one side of our track between the fields for a while. They are not now at their best, as they have been battered by rain and wind, but I do like how they light up the grasses with their sparkling blue.
 

Ah! The Blues are not so sparkling now – not that they ever were actually. Feeling a little tired, as we stayed up to watch proceedings to the early hours. Enthralling stuff. Such strange goings on. Hard to know what to think, but at least we now have it confirmed that nastiness, name-calling and a complete lack of respect puts an awful lot of people off. So hopefully such stuff will disappear from the political scene from now on.