These happy flax bloom every morning and are the only real blue flowers in my garden. They come up where ever they want to and I am happy to have them in among everything else. If the fog clears, they will be facing the morning sun.
It's foggy outside this morning and looking out our front window reminds me of the B &B we stayed in while we were in Wales on a Young Farmer's trip. The sky was as gray as it is this morning and we had a lovely field of green grain out the bedroom window. Now there is a turf farm right across the road that makes me think of that view. Of course, there was no gigantic sprinkler in the field across the pond!
VBS starts at church this morning and I did promise to help. I am not comfortable with leaving Wally, so I will find out how I can manage to slip away early. My heart just isn't in being away from him since he's come home from the hospital.