When I was a Child - May 9
Sweet violets, sweeter than all the roses
covered all over from head to toe
covered all over with sweet violets
My Mother used to sing this to me when she took me out to search for the tiny flowers growing wild under hedgerows in Kent. The photo was taken in my garden this morning...oh joy to spot it self-sown in a bowl among sedums on the water butt.
I was born in May, and so was my first child, Candida, to whom I would also sing this little verse. Her birthday is today, so it seems especially appropriate to dedicate this image to her.
When I was a Child - May 9
Sweet violets, sweeter than all the roses
covered all over from head to toe
covered all over with sweet violets
My Mother used to sing this to me when she took me out to search for the tiny flowers growing wild under hedgerows in Kent. The photo was taken in my garden this morning...oh joy to spot it self-sown in a bowl among sedums on the water butt.
I was born in May, and so was my first child, Candida, to whom I would also sing this little verse. Her birthday is today, so it seems especially appropriate to dedicate this image to her.