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[galadhir]

The cycle path is absolutely radiant with wild flowers atm. So much better than the old days when the council mowed the verges until they looked like lawns.

The photo is not really great, but there's the yellow flowers who's name I don't know, and white dead-nettle, and white cow parsley, and red poppies and purple teasles and purple thistles. Earlier in the season there was purple dead-nettle and blue bugle and orange fox-and-cubs. Hard to believe we ever thought it was a good idea to cut it all down because lawn was neater.