This is the garden at 5.30 this morning with the sun already up and slanting through the haze. It was easy to get up early, as the night had been so warm, sleep had been light.
The deep drone of bees from my neighbour’s sweet chestnut tree was loud and the cats were already out hunting mice and my long suffering slow worms. I didn’t care that I hadn’t slept much or that work would be intolerably hot again because the holidays start now and I have the utter luxury of observing, exploring, sometimes even working in, but always enjoying my own wonderful garden, my own little scrap of heaven!
Here’s to summer holidays and gardens everywhere!