|Ceanothus, much bluer in real life|
The garden outside is a medley of bird song, the harsher noise of jackdaws followed by the more mellifluous sound of blackbirds and the chittering of the house sparrows. The sky is not as blue as the top photograph but it is sunny. Roses tumble with abundance, foxgloves peek out host to bumblebees and the blue of the ceanothus attracts honeybees. Everything vibrates with life as we near the Summer solstice. The Earth's heart is pounding vigorously in this corner of the world.
We have a problem in the house Paul's mobile is not working properly. So tomorrow we have to find a mobile shop and get a new one. The phone has already been ringing this morning but is unanswerable, so I shall worry who it was, have a feeling it was the hospital.
At the political hustings: Well we already know who will be our next prime minister, the Tories are voting for their lives and the party of course in Johnson, more fool them!
|Jam and Jerusalem rose|