D.O.P.-T. (yesterday)

[weofodthignen]

Those weeds with pretty mauve flowers whose name I have forgotten again are coming into bloom in everyone's lawns and borders. This year there is a whole fairy garden of them in the corner under the washing line - last year there were three, the year before that, one. I'm leaving them be, so the grass seedstalks are a forest under the tree. Picture when they flower.