So very delicate. And the colours against the green. I could sing. But I won't. Because that's just bad news.
Such architectural lines, and then the sneaky wisps of cobwebs. Nature at her best.
She's a little bit eaten, but still blushing.
Teeny tiny perfection.
Even more teeny tiny perfection. And such a soft-strong colour.
Hydrangeas. Need I say more?
This was a magnolia the size of a dinner plate. Magnificent.