Its hard to take on that it is near the end of September. After a week away when we had the best of weather and wonderful walks, it is back to our lovely home.
Our housekeeper had left a little posy on the table in our cottage by the coast, picked from flowers from the very attractive garden. On one day during the week, it may have been Saturday well it could have been Sunday or even Monday or Tuesday, on holiday I like to forget which day it is, we received a posy. Mr S called out early in the day, that there people walking past the cottage with flowers in their arms, and in baskets, towards Noss Mayo Village Hall, just a few doors down. I must have been out on the back terrace reading, and did not take notice.
After a long walk that day which obviously did not entail walking in the opposite direction from the hall, around tea time, say 5 p.m., we had returned and were enjoying a rest in the downstairs living room, with the Stable door top open, and there was a movement outside, but it was quick. By the time I had opened the door no one was in sight, but there on the mat was a lovely posy arranged in a jam jar. There were blue hydrangeas, pretty pink fuchsias, and a few other pieces. Sadly I never found out the occasion, but many of the cottages had posies on their steps. It really touched me. That's an idea isn't it to make a posy and leave it anonymously on a step.
Back to this week's posy arranged in a little blue vase. The Fuchsia Tom West has soldiered on remarkably well so deserves pride of place this week, supporting it are Chamomile, some dwarf Verbena: Verbena bonariensis 'Little One', and the seed heads of Limonium bellidifolium, both of these a souvenir from our visit to Beth Chatto's garden last year.