Thoughts on the train – London to Dorset

Kew gardens were spectacular – immersed in May blossom. cow parsley, pink campion and daisies in profusion, the natural beauty of the wild flowers (in my mind )stole the show.

The regiments of purple alliums in the wide borders and the brilliant colours of the rhodedendrons are for most people the main attraction but in the dappled sunlight of the woodland – the trees and wild flowers had a special magic and the carpets of daisies created a dusting of white on the green lawns.

In the buttercup meadows of Ham, by the river Thames, the hustle and bustle of Waterloo Station seemed a long way off… cows grazing in Petersham farm meadows completed the picture. Constable would have been happy painting there.

In Dorset… on the Somerset and Wiltshire borders.

The warm spring sunshine continues and I find myself in Penselwood walking through bluebells. The lanes are edged in a haze of white, green and pink – cowparsley and campions.

Monet would have been happy painting here.

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25th May 2018