Hydrangea Triptych

My mother used to have a large hydrangea in the front garden. I used to have a cutting from it when we lived in Scotland. As we left in the middle of winter I didn’t think to bring a cutting of it with me.

I now have several varieties growing in the garden. They remind me of her.

After being in back to back meetings all day I’m tired.

I’d offered to help HtP do a favour for a friend. That meant driving to somewhere to pick him up and then driving him back to his van. It didn’t occur to me to say no but it meant a longer drive than I had realised.

So early to bed I think