#HDYGG — The Farnborough Road

Farnborough Road

I had to double check with Annie that I could join How Does Your Garden Grow when I wasn’t actually talking about a garden.   How does your verge grow, doesn’t have the same ring does it?  Or How Does Your Central Reservation Grow.   Just no.

Last week whilst driving to Tesco my mind was racing with all the things I had to remember.  Not just the shopping list in my head but the form I need to sign for a school trip.   The duvet in my boot that needs to go to the dry cleaners.   The fact the dog needs his annual boosters before he can go to kennels next month…. the list as always is endless.

But as I came up the slip road and onto the dual carriageway the voice in my head suddenly saw the most incredibly beautiful display of wild flowers on the central reservation and went silent.    Since I was doing 60mph and there is nowhere to stop I carried on to Tesco and vowed to come back with my camera.

Roll forward three days to Sunday.

I’m just going out for half an hour

Okay.  Where are you off to?


Oh right, what for?

To photograph a central reservation

Of course you are

How could I not though?

I have definitely started to appreciate the every day much more in recent years.   And not only that but I have learned to stick two fingers to people who say or think “but you can’t do that”.

Yes, yes I can.

So I did.

Parking in a side road Mr B and I ventured up on the central reservation of the main road from Aldershot to Farnborough and stood in the grass amongst the flowers, as cars rattled past on both sides at 60mph and took pics.

Well I took pics

Mr B had left his memory card at home

But don’t tell him I told you

Wild Flowers


People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.

Iris Murdoch

Poppies beside road


Farnborough Poppies


Wild daisies
Bruce photographing flowers

Nobody sees a flower – really – it is so small it takes time – we haven’t time – and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.

Georgia O’Keefe

How Does Your Garden grow

I never really think of poppies as being a flower seen in June, I only think of them in November when they are worn on lapels, and not really actually growing in fields, or on verges.   Their red seemed amplified against the white of the daisies.

Or maybe they stood out as they are growing so close to Aldershot, the last place many soldiers called home

The poppies might be wilted and trampled by the throng, but the memory of our fallen will live on and on and on

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  • Well spotted and well snapped.
    Prize-winning standard, even.
    There’s some merit after all in Local Authority economy.
    Normally the central reservation would have been trimmed fortnightly.
    My MP has achieved one good thing at least.

  • I am from Manila. The city. All you see is concrete there. No trees. They were cut for pregress. The air where I am from is not nice. My mother loves flowers and plants. We dont have space there but she would plant on paint cans and containers that can accomodate plants. Everyday when I went out and I would see flowers and blooms I would always stop and try to enjoy the view because they remind me of my mother and they remind me of how on some places seeing flowers are a luxury. #hdygg

  • Beautiful and I am so glad you went back to get the photos. France has wonderful verges too and i spring ours are full of cowslips, primroses and orchids etc. Commenting from How Does Your Verge Grow 😉