My hydrangeas have been in bloom for months and although they have no scent their colourful mop heads cheer me enormously at this time of year.
This beauty emerges palest pink, grows darker as the weeks go by and eventually turns a bronzed red with leaves to match.
And how about this one? It always looks as if its covered in hundreds of tiny pink edged butterflies.
But as the weather turns chillier I see butterflies winging their way homeward.
And as for me? After a week spent enjoying the garden I'll be picking up my knitting this weekend and hopefully making progress with the project I started several weeks ago.
Wishing you all a happy weekend.