When I have visited the wisteria at St Giles on the Hill in Norwich city centre before, I have just snapped a photo from the front and then left....not this time.
“When bluebells seemed like fairy gifts.”
The Bluebell by Anne Bronte. A fine and subtle spirit dwellsIn every little flower,Each one its own sweet feeling breathesWith more or less of power. There is a silent eloquenceIn every wild bluebellThat fills my softened heart with blissThat words could never tell. Yet I recall not long agoA bright and sunny day,'Twas when I led… Continue reading “When bluebells seemed like fairy gifts.”
Norwich in Bloom and Blossom.
I've been on blossom watch for weeks now, heading out with my camera and phone every so often and snapping various flora as they come into bloom. The first time I went by St Peter Mancroft Church in the heart of Norwich, which I have taken photos of many times before, I thought I had… Continue reading Norwich in Bloom and Blossom.