This post is one I prepared earlier - just like a TV chef.
All I have to do now is garnish the words with photos.
As we've travelled through Central Otago, I've once again been taken by the wild flowers. They seemed to be particularly abundant this year.
Since this photo was taken last summer, the wreath made by Jenny for the van has fallen to bits. I am endeavouring to make another as a replacement, but lack Jenny's ability with the twining of wild flowers.
A bunch of wild flowers Jenny arrived home with after a walk last summer.
During summer, foxgloves grow in wild abundance in the wetter parts of New Zealand, dotting banks and waste-ground with their stately elegance.