…when you live in a county that is constantly shrouded in hill fog and sea mist and damp mizzle.
There is a lot of green in the south-west country – the gently rolling pastureland where sheep and cattle graze to their hearts content. But sometimes something a little different like this Agave plant growing in my neighbour’s garden catches my eye.
I find the pattern left by the unfolding leaves resembles abstract art. Nature in her finest.