Yesterday Mr GBT and I broke free from the shackles of domesticity and racily sallied forth to the local parish church to see the annual flower festival. Never let it be said that life here at GBT is not one of high drama and intrigue!!
I never cease to be amazed at the beauty of the shape and sheer range of colours of flowers. As ever, they took my breath away. The photos do not really fully do justice to the vibrancy of the blooms, but I hope the photos at least give you a flavour of what we enjoyed yesterday.
In the first shot I was very taken with the naturalness of the arrangement, but my favourite by far was the dark gothic display [please forgive the radiator behind it!!]. It was just so refreshingly different.
Arilx
The life and adventures of a mildly dotty old bird.
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Yeay!! Welcome to blogging :-)
ReplyDeleteThink I'm on my 5th or 6th blog now. Lol!!
Thank you so much Ali- I often pop by your blogs- I am especially fond of the soup one!
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