Y is for…Yellow!
When we moved to this house six years ago, I said very sternly that I wasn’t going to have yellow flowers in the garden. I can’t think why I did that now, and over the last few years yellow flowers have appeared everywhere, some planted by me, some brought in by the birds.
I was looking through my photos last night and thought what a lot of yellow…. from forsythia enthusing about the return of Spring, to the clematis of late Summer, a lemon bundt birthday cake, a tin of golden ghee for dosa making, nettle gnocchi, hot ginger piccalilli, sublime flag irises on the Levels, a golden sunset in the rain heading down the motorway and more…
How could I have thought to keep yellow out of my life?