I promised the story of the blanket forts, but unfortunately with all the travel, unpacking, tired post-holiday toddler crank, and all the stuff to do before returning to work tomorrow I simply can’t do it justice today. So have a green photo essay study of rain drops on plants that I took on while on…
Have some green today, because my brain is not up to producing any substance at this point.
The advantage of this unintended photo essay of the flora in the front gardens of Shelbourne Road (and, as I’ve realised, a stretch of Upper Grand Canal Street), is that in the process of paying close attention to the flowers that are blooming I have been able to appreciate them in different stages of blooming. Here’s an example of a…
The Feathered Rose 