Just sitting in the open space that is the actual garden of my parents here in Pode Hole it's amazing just how quickly you make friends.  Not with people, you understand (though my parents are very grateful for the effort I'm putting in) but with the insects, birds and assorted other visitors.

Mum used to have a robin red breast - Wonky - that visited her garden.  Wonky went awol at some point not that long ago, but now there are two red robins back playing in the pear tree.  Also, we seem to have a dunnock - a small sparrow type thing.  It's tiny, but each morning when I'm out sorting the herbs there he is playing in the hedge and tree.

Well everyday should be a school day I'm told - so I'm learning a lot fast here in my Mum's garden - a blister on my right hand thumb and on my left hand thumb and finger joint bear testament to that.  But today was a particularly beautiful revaluation as I found that the Garden Studio Wall is showing off Passiflora Caerulea or Blue Passion flower.
It's not often that I am stopped in my tracks - I have travelled widely and seen much - but this flower is beautiful indeed.  I actually and genuinely could not believe that growing here in fenland Pode Hole was something so stunningly beautiful, complex and yet simple.  I quite literally whipped out my phone and crouched down to capture them and see closer.

So I'm at my parents house here in South Lincolnshire. I joke about it and laugh to my friends but sitting here as the evening drops I am reflecting on where I actually am.

Their house is a bungalow - it's not unusual - space for building property around here is not really a problem. The house is set back from the road and you drive off the road and you have a sense of levels. For south Lincolnshire is floodland - the full range of The Wash where the ocean of the Atlantic comb round East Anglia and supple up into the Rivers Witham and Welland amongst others.