Today's morning walk involved a 40 min drive to a 'local' village (which I won't name), to visit a venue (which I won't name). I had been told about this place and on Googling its website the photos looked inviting enough to warrant further investigation. However, on arrival I found it to be closed, and what I could see over the fence left me as cold as the wind blowing around my ears. (Hence the reluctance to name either it or the village in which it is situated).
All was not lost though as, on the drive up, the road was flanked by masses of anemones, and vast areas around the village were covered in anemones and romulea. The rather brisk wind that was blowing made photography a bit hit and miss.