On this amazing eve, with air so still,
I watch in wonder at this sight to thrill.
My visual senses watch colours ablaze,
Sun sinking down in a dramatic haze.
Merging pinks with fading gold,
Colours so vibrant and hues so bold…
Adorning the sky,
like tiny fires burning,
lighting up our world.
I filmed this peacock butterfly in the garden while, enjoying the beautiful Summer weather.
Oxeye daisies grow with abundance along the roadsides on the isle of Skye. They attract many different pollinators.
A lovely sign of Summer.
The petal-plucking game, ‘He loves me; he loves me not’, is thought to have started with the oxeye daisy, and is now a common children’s activity. While thinking of a suitor, each petal is plucked until the answer of whether love is possible becomes apparent. However, each ‘petal’ is actually an individual flower as oxeye daisies have composite flower heads consisting of yellow ‘disc florets’, surrounded by ‘ray florets’ (the ‘petals’).