a chest full of needlefelted creations, paintings and ramblings
Wednesday, 20 June 2012
Heaven scent, candy-floss pink
I cannot even begin to describe for you the almost edible scent that is coming from this small patch of our garden. How wild and woolly it is doesn't seem to matter as the senses are beguiled to "see" past the strange choice of plantings and intentional wildness.
The pictures are taken in half light, of course dusk is when the scent is at it's most heady.