All along the roadsides, in the ditches and fields, there is such an abundance of colour and texture.
A rich bit earth.
The hatchlings bring in handful, after handful.
We have cups, and bowls; teapots and a barbie bath tub, filled with wild blooms.
I went to wash the bathroom, and found even my toilet bowl is full of purple clovers.
To smell pretty, apparently.
Hatchling no2 asked me, 'Why do flowers grow?'
I thought about waffling on about pollination, but truthfully, I think it is simply to make the world beautiful.
Kind of inspiring isn't it.
Today, I am thankful for beauty all around me.
And I hope I can try to live a little more beautifully myself.