I've not had time to put up a Tuesday Poem, but this beautiful wild flower is a poem in itself. Normally the olive grove would be burnt to a crisp by now, but the amount of rain we've had and the very late summer mean that there's a lot of plants still in flower and everything is relatively green. I found this vivid blue larkspur growing out of a wall in the olive grove. It's tiny and the most exquisite blue colour. Who needs garden centres when nature can do it for you?
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