Shades of purple

I know, flowers again! S was off on a walk in the Sierra Nevada, in absolutely terrible weather. I stayed here, where it was sunny albeit rather breezy (except in our sheltered garden from where I could hear the breakers on the beach). I had a wander into town, a Sunday merenda of coffee and pan con tomate to rest my feet on the way back, and an afternoon in the garden trying to get into JG Farrell's The Siege of Krishnapur (not succeeded yet). I liked this dense mass of seasonal flowers.