Bowing heads

I can't say I've seen many white fuchsias - maybe I've led a sheltered life. (Pants and I still can't spell fuchsia first time off) These looked respectfully peaceful and elegant in the grounds of St Luke's church, East Morton this morning. They looked like ballerinas bowing their pretty heads.
We're looking after my Dad's scottie dog Maggie for a little while, Chino is ecstatic and is charging around like a giddy kipper, Maggie however at the age of 12 has got her Lady Grantham head on and can't be doing with the young whipper snapper - poor Chino :(
Off out visiting this evening but hope to catch up later :)