A very modest house on village street. I think I will move in immediately. A wide side garden burgeoning in May.
On each window sill a natural flower arrangement in elegant, restrained taste.
The wash basin and ewer, blue and white of some Italianate scene....
...now all is revealed. This is the Jane Austen house in Chawton where my friend and fellow blogger Beth Bonini volunteers and kindly invited me for the day.
Here is the little table by the window, facing the street....
and flowers.....
and more flowers. For some reason, I think of Shakespeare that Warwickshire lad who knew his wildflowers very well.
