This was my second week of enforced laziness
with my aching, useless arm i was feeling pretty blue . . .
Mr O in his wisdom decided inspiration was called for
a secret walled garden and hot house beyond
colours straight from a child's paint box
delicate detail and sumptuous velvety petals
and a giant fir cone
i would show you so much more
but something else tasty caught my eye.
These same gardens were the very place
Mr O & I had our very first outing too!
Threave Gardens, South West Scotland, see info below