Janey...
Serried ranks of magenta foxgloves hug the cliff-face, the colour mirrored in the campion at their feet
Kit...
Briar Rose discards her love, one pale petal-heart after another ...
Helen...
Profligate grasses have gone to reckless seed. Rhubarb droops and rots. But hollyhocks hang on hard to tight buds on the brink of bursting.
Beverley...
Grey. Wet. All things sag. Only the tall and bright hollyhocks stand in protest.
Jane...
A soft blanket of cloud creates a sauna thick with honeysuckle, elderflower and rose.
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