Floral Puddle

I headed to the local garden centre for some kitchen  ware I thought they sold, but I couldn’t find what I wanted, though a hardy fuchsia seemed to find its way into my boot instead!

On the way there the heavens opened and I thought I might be stuck in the car for a while. By the time I arrived it had stopped and the sun was shining.  

The site is clearly well drained as it soon started to dry, but a few puddles hung around. I liked this one reflecting some white hydrangeas, and thought it would make a good entry to Ingeborg’s Abstract Thursday challenge.