Fritillary Sunday

I was reminded this morning that it was Fritillary Sunday. This is a celebration in the village of Ducklington, Oxfordshire. Next to the church there is a field of Snakehead Fritillaries. This was the only field that was not ploughed up to plant vegetables during WW2. It is a lovely sight to see
their purple heads bobbing in the breeze.




There is nothing more English than the village green.