Lately i have not been able to get enough of FLOWERS:  Wild, tangled, trailing flowers covering all of the verges and peeking through cracks in pavements, broken bricks and wrapped daintily around gate-posts.  My usual two-wheeled route is mass with cow parsley, wild garlic, daisies and dandelions. I wish i could fill jam jar upon jam jar with them and line them up along our big window-sills, for they are much prettier than many of their expensive counterparts.    I often think, when my silly DAYDREAMS let me and there is nothing urgent or impo…

GREEN and YELLOW are two colours that i rarely wear.  But they are easily my happiest colours to look at.  Whilst you cannot deny that the world looks a whole lot better cast under the warm glow of sunlight, seeing little shoots of green emerge from swampy brown and sludgy verges is the happiest little sight.  Cumbria, like i expect the rest of the UK, has been experiencing spells of persistent grey, dismal and down right gloomy weather, peppered with heavy downpours, disastrous gales sent to chill you to the bone and a distinct lack of sunshi…