This picture shows the ephemeral and rapidly changing nature of the season.
This little patch of aconite in the cemetery has only been in flower for less that two weeks, conditions being obviously more favourable in Friary Gardens for them.
However, they are on the way out, always the saddest loss for me, as I fond these little yellow blooms very attractive. Now the rather more plebeian daffodils are stomping all over them as they fade away for another year.
Rather insensitive. But I doubt flowers do empathy.
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