
Summer means a garden jungle.

I love the lush foliage.

It’s been a sunny day

And a walk to the shop was in order.

Walking along roads isn’t perfect

But roads lead to the shop.

Sadly – walking also involves negotiating pavement cycling yobs!

Summer means a garden jungle.

I love the lush foliage.

It’s been a sunny day

And a walk to the shop was in order.

Walking along roads isn’t perfect

But roads lead to the shop.

Sadly – walking also involves negotiating pavement cycling yobs!
Millions of Americans celebrate today. Here life continues in the vein established by Covid precautions. Now that I’ve used the word no doubt an unsolicited advert will appear to enable ease of research on the subject. Apologies. I have no control!

There was blue sky, whispy clouds ..

… and sun!

Just time to pick the first raspberry …
AND THEN IT RAINED!
For a whole two minutes!

The clouds broke and passed – time to inspect the clematis

And then it rained … for another two minutes! Sharp and sudden! It was warm – steam came from the roof of the garden studio after each shower, but hubby decided that a rerun of episode 1 of Inspector Morse was preferable to a day deheading roses!

Yes! I think I’ll add a bit more to this. All the ends are still there – not a bother to me. I enjoy the rhythm and calm of weaving them in.

A touch of blue after a wet night. Thunderstorms were forecast, but there were none.

I overslept this morning so spent the day in catch-up mode.

It must be summer if the sweet peas are flowering

And this is impossible to miss!

Meanwhile the End of Lockdown Blanket continues. And .. we had an unexpected visit from son and granddaughter 👏🏻👏🏻

The days roll by. How many more for lockdown?

Too long for the Verbascum. They have obviously fallen out!