Summer seems to have arrived

Gypsy enjoying the sunshine

Although I haven't heard any cuckoo singing, lhude or otherwise, summer seems to have finally "comen in".  It's coincided nicely with my being mid-cycle with medication, so just when I'm feeling limp and lethergic I have something else to blame it on.  I sat on the bench in the garden, with my feet up on a box, doing a little gentle knitting while the cat sought out the real hotspots.  We have a path of round stepping stones which heat up nicely so she tried out a couple of those before finally settling on a quiet spot by the bird bath.  The birds kept out of the way, but she gave a couple of flies the run around for a bit of light relief, returning to her station to meditate.












The heat was positively Mediterranean, with the sky providing a background to the Honey lilies that I couldn't resist.  This photo really was taken yesterday in my garden in Gloucester.

Nectaroscordum siculum ssp. bulgaricum
(Allium bulgaricum):
Sicilian honey lily

I could have included the garage wall behind it for context, but it just wouldn't have the same impact would it? But the garage wall provides a useful service by casting shade over our garden bench in the late afternoon so I can enjoy sitting in the garden without getting scorched.  In spite of not having slept at all the previous night I continued to not feel sleepy, but the warmth was soothing and last night I slept like a log.
Didn't make it to the knitting group this week because of feeling ropey, but feeling more relaxed now.  Amazing what a couple of days of sunshine can do.  I can feel a barbecue coming on this evening, I may even treat myself to a beer.  Who needs to go on holiday?  As Seth Godin said “Instead of wondering when your next vacation is, maybe you should set up a life you don’t need to escape from”. I've been watching the evening programmes on the Chelsea flower show and enjoying the different garden designs. I was rather taken with the little dog kennel with a downspout to fill the water bowl in the caravan garden.  And with Doris, the 1950s caravan!  And what a pleasant surprise that the Furzey Garden, with lots of not very fashionable rhododendrons, won Gold.   A just reward for all their effort and hard work fundraising for their first time at Chelsea.  Furzey Gardens making news