As is often the way on public holidays in England – it’s raining, albeit the soft, summer rain that can be quite refreshing at this time of the year. The maritime climate of the British Isles does produce rather unpredictable weather at times, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’ve been fiddling about in the garden this morning and I shall go for a wander later this afternoon with Jess, regardless of the weather. In the meantime, I have retired indoors and thought I’d use the opportunity to pop a few pictures onto the blog.
We’re on the cusp of the seasons. Spring slips quietly into summer as blossom turns to berry, and the fledgeling birds keep their parents flying hither and thither in search of bugs ang grubs to fill their gaping beaks. The cool yellows and blues of native spring flowers are replaced by the warmer looking cultivated summer flowers, many of which originating from the distant shores of the the Americas, Southern Africa and the Far East.
In the greenhouse, the tomatoes, melons, cucumbers and courgettes are josstling for space, which tells me that I should be thinking about planting them out into their beds and pots with the grown-ups.
Well, the rain’s stopped so time to put my boots back on and step outside again.