I could do nothing but post about chicory.
Here it grows up to about four foot high.
|Hoverfly on Chicory Flower|
I am not the only one who loves it.
|Bee on Chicory Flower|
Though my admiration does not extend to bathing in its pollen.
There's a lot of blue and pink and purple around at the moment. The sky switches between blue and grey. If you look into sun-glare, it looks quite dramatic.
|Except for leaves dropping from the tree in the autumn,|
new ones arriving in sprin
and growing again through the summer,
this view stays much the same through the year.
This is looking up to where these plants grow.
I'm pretty much alone . . . but not quite . . . look behind me and a solitary herring gull swims away.