Golden ranunculus for buttonholes and some door wreaths, not really wreaths but it's a slippery slope if i start using the words "door treatments"
A lady just came in to say that she was a florist and didn't want to buy anything, she just wanted to steal all my ideas. I liked her, much more than the florist who has taken to using my images on her on-line portfolio.
and there is water coming through the ceiling.
and the sun is shining.
The door belongs to the deli further up the road it closed down 2 years ago, but at least 3 people asked me for cheese whilst I stood and took these pictures.
This street dates back to the 16th century, everything is wonky.
It's not my photography.....