Friday Smiles 2026 # Week 17

A little while ago we all enjoyed seeing swathes of little white snowdrops everywhere. Then we had a season of yellow as daffodils burst into flower. Last month we has a spectacuar display of pink cherry blossom on the trees. (This seems to have been an exceptional year for blossom). Now we are greeted by all things blue.

When walking through the park I always stop to enjoy the flower bed that runs just inside the railings along the back of the park. This week the first thing I saw was bluebells. They are at their best when they run wild around the trees. There are far more here than my photo suggests. They remind me of childhood days when my older sister Dorothy would take me for walks through the bluebell woods. In those days you were free to pick a few and I remember at the age of seven being so dissapointed when the bunch I proudly presented to my teacher was put on a windowsill at the back of the room. It turned out she suffered badly from hayfever but didn't want to upset me by refusing them!

Dotted amongst the bluebells were some taller spires of star-like flowers, These are Carmassia; not a native to England but seemingly quite happy here.

Next came Alkanet, which many folk see as a weed, but it is the truest blue of all the flowers and deserves a place in the flower bed. Again they triggered a memory. As a child I had a clear 'carrying' voice, which came in useful when I became a teacher. Because of it, and the fact I had a good memory for 'parrot' learning, I was often chosen to learn a poem to recite at the church anniversary service, and one year my poem mentioned Speedwell, which is a very sweet little pale blue, rather insignificant flower. So instead I clutched a bunch of Alkanet picked from the rough ground around the church, while I did my recitation.

And lastly as I walked along the park railings, I came to this amazing clutch of forget-me-nots. And yes, they have a meaning for me too. For most of my life I have loved the Flower Fairy books by Cicely Mary Barker. She wrote botanically correct poems about every common wild flower and cultivated one, as well as some berry and blossom trees. And every poem was illustrated with a fairy whose clothes and wings matched the flowers the poem was about. She took inspiration for the fairy faces from the faces of the children in her sister's nursery. I always loved the sweet pea fairy which shows an older fairy fitting a sweet pea bonnet on her baby sister. But the poem that has always stayed with me is the poem for the Forget-me-not fairy.

"Where do baby fairies lie until they're old enough to fly, 

Here's a likely place I think, 'mid these flowers blue and pink.

Pink for girls and blue for boys, pretty things for baby toys..........

O how glad I am I found you, with forget-me-nots around you,

Blue, the colour of the sky, Fairy baby, Hushaby.

So what a nostalgic walk I had, and how lovely are the blue flowers this week.

I even have some in my garden. There were some little anemone bulbs in a box of mixed spring flowers that  planted back in the Autumn, and now I have a pot of pretty daisies.

And at this house I have inherited a mass of the little ground cover companulas. They grow out of the walls, up the steps, over the paths and anywhere there is a patch of ground. And right now they are smothered in buds with the first few showing their purple-blue colour. 

I have actually had to dig some of them up as I have started to clear the side border in the back garden. I have cut down and dug up the roots of two shrubs so that I can make a flower border. It is rather shady so I have to choose wisely what I plant there. So far I have a cowslip and some lily-of-the-valley (a real favourite of mine), plus an ox-eye daisy and a geum in the first section. Then beyond the pink bergenia there are two foxgloves, a lupin and a helebore. 

I have also moved the pots that have been emptied and replanted, over to the gravel, and as yet untamed area, so that our patio is clear. The builders will be back in next week to start on the new bathroom, and they will need somewhere to put their rubbish until we get another skip. 

I hope you have enjoyed my moment of nostalgia, and that you have flowers that evoke special moments for you too.

Here, to finish, are my two faithful friends who come to see me every day. They watched my digging with eyes like hawks and hopped straight in for anything tasty that they spotted. They both look black here but the one on the right is quite brown, and I am sure they are a mating pair.

I may not post next week as we are going to stay in Cheshire with our son Ben while the bathroom renovation is done, but I will visit you anyway.

Friday Smiles 2026 # Week 16

Now I will have to be quick writing this as I have spent most of the afternoon chatting with my sister Jean, which was nice.

When I commented on your posts last week I said I was preparing for a busy weekend, and it was just that. It really started on Friday. Late the night before, our eldest son Jim arrived with his family for a short break back on their home turf. They had an airbnb just around the corner from us, which was aptly named "Duck cottage" because they had to duck to get through the doors! They all came to see us on Friday, and then much later, early Saturday morning in fact, son number three arrived. Tom had flown in from Denmark to London and then driven down to us. He slept until mid morning when our youngest, Ben, arrived driving down from Cheshire. The other two boys, Mike, son number two, and number four, Jonathan, both live locally. It is a rare occasion when we have all five boys together so it was a very special day.

All the lads went over to Mike's house to share lunch and watch the Arsenal match, and then they drove back to Jonathan's house. Ben stopped off to collect Chris and I on the way. We had intended to all meet in the park but the weather didn't cooperate so Jonathan offered his house as there was room for everyone there. We spent a few happy hours chatting together, playing with our grand-daughter Aisling, and playing "pass the parcel" with baby Niamh around her uncles. She is such a contented little soul and didn't so much as cry at any of the new faces.

Jonathan also has a very laid back 'staffie' who wasn't disturbed by all the extra people in her house, and she just squeezed in beside anyone sitting on her favourite sofa, and watched all that was going on. She doesn't look too impressed but she liked the extra fuss she got.

Just before the sky darkened for another shower, we managed to get outside to take some photos. One of the boys with their dad, and then one of the 'girls'. we are usually outnumbered at family dos, and rarely get our photo taken, so it was nice to get this one, even though, sadly our other grand-daughter and her family were unable to be there.

And of course, we had to take one of all of us together.

Chris needed to go home after this. He is making slow progress but still gets very tired, and he was glad to go home and rest, while I stayed to continue chatting until well into the evening.

Ben drove home that night and Tom flew back to Denmark on Sunday ready for work the next day. Jim's family went home on Monday so now we are back to our usual , but we made some lovely memories to hold on to.

Since then another week has drifted by with plenty of April showers and some nice sunshine too. The park is really coming back to life with leaves sprouting on the trees, and many covered in blossom too.

I have made a start on the garden, cutting back, and then digging out two shrubs so that I have a border to plany some perennials in. Then I will be able to see the flowers from my kitchen window.

And that, I think, is quite enough for this week.