As the Poppies Blow…
Today is Armistice Day and I wind my way through my garden to the old corbel stone that is nestled among the shrubs and ferns and where my ‘Poppy Garden’ now waits…
Today is Armistice Day and I wind my way through my garden to the old corbel stone that is nestled among the shrubs and ferns and where my ‘Poppy Garden’ now waits…
As the sun disappears on this All Hallows Eve – the folk from the All Hallows Hamlet are excitedly polishing shoes and dusting their finest hats as they dress to impress to celebrate the Festival of Samhain BUT not everyone wants to enjoy this special evening!
Tilly Simms hadn’t really enjoyed the celebrations of the festival of Día de los Muertos yesterday as she had been very troubled by the strange behaviour of a certain furry feline…
After the celebration of All Hallows Eve, the first day of November is one for remembering the dearly departed with the festivals of the Mexican Day of the Dead and All Souls’ Day and with this in mind, I designed a unique teardrop tribute of flowers for display inside the design room of one of my favourite flower shops.
“Oh my!” sighed Tilly as she thought about Murphy stalking the All Hallows graveyard at dusk with some very odd white foam on his face!
And why was he suddenly leaving his grey fur all over the place?