Singing The Blues

There's something special about the colour blue.

In my garden it's a fairly rare colour

so when I see it, I can't help but stop and stare.

The flowers in the first photo, a type of forget-me-not,

were given to me by my youngest son

when he was eight-years-old.

Twelve years later they continue to reseed themselves.

Every time I see their cheerful blue petals

I think of my son

and how sweet it was of him to think of me.

This blue cornflower isn't more than one inch in diameter

but its magnetic shade of blue

can catch my eye from across the yard.

My favourite shade of delphinium,

aptly named Sky Blue.

And the best shade of blue?

Nothing beats a blue sky on a hot summer's day.