The nature is getting mad. There are no strictly defined seasons anymore. Why do I say that?
Because of this …
My hellebore is blooming in the middle of the summer.
Besides my pelargoniums in white and fuchsia, my yellow begonia, there is a cream-white hellebore sticking his little flowered head out of the green leaves!
I hope it doesn’t send a message to thy sky asking for cold and snow …
Meanwhile my other flower pots are filled with lots of greens and colors and my little-glued-bottles filled with orange roses.
And it’s a joy to take my breakfast or a cup of coffee (or anything else) sitting between such a color palette.
have a nice day!!