Little flowers from my garden...

I couldn't resist asking Michaela if I could borrow her blog title for this post, although I've changed it a bit. It just seemed to be what I wanted to show you, although there's a bit of Vide Grenier creeping in towards the end, amongst the flowers...
These are Morning Glories which Ben planted to climb up his new fence this year. I heard Son 2 bouncing in the pool the other morning and shouting to his brother: 'I can't believe those beautiful flowers only last one morning!' There is something profligate about putting all that effort into something so ephemoral.
A few other photos I've taken over the past few months - my scented garden, which is next to the herb garden. The lavender smells wondeful when you brush against it as you walk up the path to the front door.
Lilies of the Valley (muguet), which our neighbour Nellie shared with me - a mum from the chlidren's judo club she runs had given her more plants than she needed. We may have our own flowers in time for May 1st next year!This one is a current flower, but it's indoors.
It's from my much-loved Pinguicula, which, if you look at the leaves, you will realise is one of my carnivorous plant collection. I think the boys 'donated' that very large fly, actually...
Back outside, the grape pergola has grown some strange 'fruit' this morning. I noticed that the birds were beginning to help themselves, so I tied up some 'bows' of foil which sparkle and rustle in what we have to hope is an alarming way, as far as birds are concerned.
CDs, of course, are the more traditional bird scarer! However, I couldn't find Ben's stash of garden-worthy CDs.
Oops - a Vide Grenier find has wormed its way into this photo of one of my birthday hydrangeas! It's a charming wooden mirror which I have now stripped and waxed - photos of the sweet carving on it once it's on the wall!
And while we're at it, a very old tin from the same Vide Greniers.
It's a Nativity scene (creche), and I want to know the best way to clean it up without destroying more of the paintwork. What do you think? Brush? Soap and water? No hope?
And nestling in among the fucia flowers, my finished stool makeover.
I decided to tell you how I did it in a separate 'tutorial' below. Ooh, a 'tutorial'! I am getting ideas above my station...