One of the many joys of living is the annual cycle of favourite plants flowering, in their turn - in spring there are snowdrops, daffodils, bluebells of course, and I love to see the horse-chestnut coming into bloom and then the conkers forming once they start to die off. Hollyhocks always lift my heart; I watch them growing upwards in June and early July and wait eagerly for the flowers to open. This traditional old cottage-garden plant isn't much in evidence in the urban setting locally, but there is a trail of them through Speldhurst, Penshurst and Chiddingstone Causeway. I thought I'd share them with you - enjoy!
Lifelong bookworm, love writing too. Have been a theatrical agent and reflexologist among other things, attitude to life summed up by Walt Whitman's MIRACLES.