What with it being summer and all, I've developed a strange obsession with taking photographs of flowers around the Bush. I'm sure it can be psycho-analysed to detect a subconscious irrational and irrepressible need to find something aesthetically pleasing in an environment where there is a lack of visually attractive features.
Hmm. I am more inclined to think it's as simple as really liking pretty and colourful flowers, and it's a bonus to find them on my doorstep. Hope you like them too.