What can be better than to see flowers in their natural habitat. A garden for free. Blooming where they will in floriferous profusion. A sight I never tire of.
The end of June is a great time for seeing an abundance of wild flowers at the coast. In the woodlands, on the heath, edging the footpaths - all looking perfectly at home. Flowers in colours that we probably would never dream of putting together in our own gardens - just look right somehow out in the wild.
But the most amazing sight of all has to be the towering spires of the foxglove gracing the open spaces wherever you turned.
Briar and bramble jostle for position in the hedgerows, the flowers forerunners of autumn fruits to come.
Although I have to say that my own garden looked pretty good when we returned.
And of course, looking at the flowers of Norfolk wouldn't be the same without poppies.
It isn't called Poppyland for nothing!