Churchyards are becoming something of a haven for things wild; an enclave away from herbicides and fertilizers. Often uncut and dare I say untended, these small corners of our countryside can harbour some wonderful sights.
Perhaps not truly wild, but a local churchyard I was told about last week had a display of Dog tooth Violets that were planted in the late 1800’s.
Having their origins in southern Europe they are actually members of the lily family; their name reflecting the resemblence of their corm to a dogs canine.
So beautiful, they just took my breath away.
Letter From Norfolk 