When I think of spring flowers, I think of white; snowdrops, blossom and yellow; verges of daffodils.
But this spring, where I’ve spent quite a lot of time in my garden, I’ve realised the colour of my garden in spring is blue; first grape hyacinths, then bluebells in the front garden, and now swathes of forget-me-nots.
It’s not deliberate! Over the years I have planted daffs, and crocus and do have a couple of tulips, but my northerly aspect and small size (garden not me) means my garden resembles a dark, damp bog from November to March, so spring bulbs don’t seem to do very well.
As you can see from the photos though, the pollinators don’t seem bothered by the limited colour palette and are quite happy for me to photograph their fluffy bums while they stick their heads in the blue blooms. And so I’m happy too.
Noticing nature 