Ginger Flower

I had to give the Bipsnap to Lady F. today. Her picture of the small boy fishing with his father was much better, and she caught the spirit of the moment--the enjoyment father and son were having with each other--much better than I did.

The garden is full of surprises. This ginger flower suddenly appeared in lonely splendor this morning in a spot where only a month or two ago there was absolutely nothing. This has to be a good metaphor in there somewhere, but it is escaping me at the moment.

It will be lonely around here when Lady F and HL head back across the pond. In the meantime we'll be squeezing the most out of the last days of our time together....