Bluebell Cottage Gardens

Bunbury Church

A helenium flower shimmering after heavy rain




I visited this garden last year for the first time. Hidden down a narrow country lane, it retains an intimacy - just like discovering someone's secret garden.

On the day I was there the weather was very mixed - one moment torrential downpours and the next brilliant August sunshine.
This did not deter my enjoyment of wandering through the gardens and dashing under shelter.


A lily bud thinking about opening!


Bunbury Lock




Those vibrant summer colours
shimmering in the wet.
Stamens reaching up, curling
yet they're still close set.

With rain coated petals
the lilies stand firm.
In anticipation this weather
will not be long term!


Echinops or Thistle Globe

Undeterred the bees re-appear
Back on the echinops without fear.
No time to waste selecting a new
Happy with these globes of blue.
 rhyme traveller bud

The Gooseneck Loosestrife



Given names fascinate me. I often wonder why a place was given a certain name or a creature.
Many flowers have both common names and latin names.

This flower, Lysimachia clethroides,  resembles its common name as many do; a goose's neck and head.


The Echinacea plant below is known as the cone flower - a favourite of certain butterflies.
I only wish that my own purple cone flowers were as healthy as these!

A comma with its leaf-like wings
Descends upon these stamens bright.
Still gleaming in the moistened light.

Feeding upon the nectar held there
So she returns with the sun
Until her hunger is all done.


rhyme traveller poppy pod

The rain makes its presence known once more




Standing in the doorway of the cafe I took this photograph as the deluge fell from the skies.

There is still a beauty about gardens in the wet weather. Raindrops falling from leaves or settling on petals, adding to their form and reflecting the colours.

Watching as the butterflies and bees return to busy themselves collecting, or feeding on, the nectar. Wondering where they disappeared to for shelter.



I love photographing flowers but I am no expert on their names.
So looking on their website found these yellow ones are called Yarrow 'gold plate'


My heads of yellow standing proud
so you can see me in the crowd.
Surrounded by a sea of green
above some globes of blue are seen.
But there below in bright attire
to outdo us it does conspire.
A single rose champion flower
so tiny yet with such a power.
Bunbury Lock

Phlox

rhyme traveller poppy pod
What can words say!
So vibrant, so full of such sensory pleasure.
Just looking at these flowers lifts the feelings to such heights that it is difficult to describe.

Bright pink is known to be a stimulating colour.

A combination of red and white, it doesn't have the brashness of red yet retains its positivity.

I love this colour, it makes me feel alive.




A Michaelmas Daisy - petals dancing with the rain.

Bunbury Lock


Nymphaea is its name
A flower of the orient.
Symbol of innocence, purity,
happiness and spirituality.

With an eye-catching beauty
Petals adorning lily pads
and a colour so bright
glistening in the dappled light.






A yellow dahlia raises up high
A face that resembles the sun in the sky.

You can be sure there will be another visit in the near future!