If I see the word ‘livid’ I usually anticipate anger, rage, fury. So as a colour descriptor, it is a new one on me. So, I was intrigued to discover, reading this week’s One Word Photo Challenge, that it describes a dark, blueish grey. The colour of thunderstorms and brooding seas. The bloom over fresh blueberries, and thick smoke rising off a camp fire. I’m sure there are loads of over ‘livid’ things, if I really put my mind to it. But all the ones that came to me immediately were outdoors-y.
So here’s my take on ‘livid’, in full outdoors-y English summer glory. Not the usual moody, broody ‘livids’, but a floral burst of colour. Honeywort. Or to give it the more colourful name it is also known by, Cerinthe major ‘Purpurascens’. It’s a freely self-seeding annual, so requires zero effort to keep enjoying the flowers year after year. And it is incredibly popular with bees. What is not to love?!
Such a sumptuous range and depth of colour, and those beautiful nodding, flower hoods. There were a lot of beautiful flowers vying for pole-position in the flower beds at Charlecote Park National Trust property the day I was there, but this one really stole the show for me.
I guess if choppy seas and rolling thunder clouds are the ‘livid’ scenes you automatically picture, then they quite fit the word definition perfectly too. But I think Honeywort is now my in-built mental image when I think ‘livid’. Softly calming, luscious, and the epitome of graceful elegance. I don’t think you could get much less ‘livid’ than that.