Well, you can’t really call our riverbank wild, but it’s hardly tame, either. I do tend to treat it as an extension of the garden; now we’ve finished our dog-walking duties, I could take the camera down to show you all why we love walking down there, dogs or no dogs! If you click on a picture, it’ll take you to a bigger version; just click “back” to return.
Reflections…
On a calm day, the reflections make you wonder if there’s a whole other world down there…
So many different colours of comfrey…
…and there’s so much comfrey, it’s like a sea of green with multicoloured flowers.
First elderflower of the season!
Almost time to start planning elderflower cordial and champagne…
Garlic Mustard or jack-by-the-hedge…
…maybe to go with a nice wild-gathered salad?
Another pic of the hawthorn
The little hawthorn tree is just heart-stoppingly beautiful when you stop to look closely at it.
A few yellow flags popping up now…
Some yellow flag irises are starting to show their pretty heads in amongst the comfrey.
Buttercups in the boggy field
Further down, in the boggy field, continuing the yellow theme, the comfrey & yellow flags give way to buttercups & clover.
Pussy willow tails in the setting sun
And you can see why they’re called “Pussy Willows” – you kind of want to stroke them! But the seeds are drifting everywhere.
Deadnettles dotting the shorter grass…
The shorter grass is dotted with pretty little deadnettles. And I’d love to know what this shy little beauty is:
A pretty thing – but what is it?
Anyway, two pics to wind this post up; firstly, one new flower in the garden, a rose of unknown provenance:
A rose by any other name…
My lovely neighbour spotted some more-than-half-dead rosebushes going for pennies when our local branch of Woolworths was closing down, and snaffled them up for me, knowing how much I love them. Two of them are still with us, but we’ll never know what variety they are! This one is similar to the Paul’s Scarlet, but with a more open flower. And last but not least, one of the reasons why we appreciate the riverbank so much is because it gives us lots, lots more than just beautiful views:
Comfrey fritters, in cider batter – yum!
A year of old-style gardening... 
I think your “pretty thing” is a cuckoo flower, which is also known as a ladies’ smock. They tend to prefer damp, rather boggy, soil. Whatever it is, you’re right, it is pretty.
Thank you, KDDevon, I’m pretty sure you’re spot on there! If I find some more, I may gather a few seeds & see whether I can persuade it to grow in the garden; we have a couple of damp spots it might like.