o usually sows a wild flower meadow at the end of our garden underneath a brightly-leafed acer, but we haven't found the time this year. so it's full of this pink specimen, a big daisy weed whose name i forget, buttercups and a few poppies. which isn't at all unappealing
update september 2020 ...
decided that, after five-and-a-half years on this fabulous site, I should say a little more about myself than the two sentences...