The Beauty of Form

After listening to the torrential rain of Saturday night I fully expected to wake up and find that the pond had been ousted again by the natural spring that runs under the garden.  But no.. although full to the brim the pond and all its resident flora and fauna were still in situe.  The subtle differences in the downpours will never be known ... yet another mystery of natural law!

For a change I decided to ignore all chores; without agenda I wandered down amongst the plants to admire the beauty of form, colour and perfume.  And what a celebration it was... the plants replenished by the cleansing rain were pushing their heads skyward in search of the sun.  Lady's Mantle had captured the raindrops in her night-time leaf umbrellas, under the midday sun the preserved drops twinkled as they danced.  It was moments like these that caught Edward Bach unawares as he wandered along the hedgerows.  The wild flowers touched his spirit giving him an insight to the workings of the natural world that led to his revolutionary discovery of the healing power of flower essences.  And how would we all cope today in our high speed global economy without a dab of Rescue Remedy to soothe our soul?