Day 2

We just watched again the movie Calendar Girls on TV. The husband of one of the ladies died of leukaemia, and he had no time to give a speech at the Women's Institute. It was read there though, and in the speech he compared the women of Yorkshire to the flowers of Yorkshire, and how each stage of their bloom is more beautiful than the other. And then they seed.

I thought of his words when I saw these flowers of last summer, waiting for the birds or winter winds to spread their seeds, and in my eyes the flowers are still beautiful.