Raspberries, Rain and red

This is what greeted me on the field today :)

They weren't ripe yesterday, but apparently the rain brings them out just so. I ate raspberries as a taking-the-dogs snack.

This was a nice little gate in a fence, leading to the back-end-of-a-garden-next-to-a-cemetery.

It was a wasted bit of garden if you ask me. There was the remains of the bonfire they lit yesterday (despite the by-laws preventing bonfires before 7PM) and a few broken slabs. Pretty arch of calamatis*, though.

*Yes I know, but I can never grow them, hence 'calamity'



So what else am I supposed to do in the rain?

Would I make Vogue, do you think?

This gift came from Liz at
My Favourite Books

Isn't she super :)
I have swag and she has a great blog.

Thanks Liz

Do you think I could get away with changing my first name to Simon?
Simon R Green?
Okay. Maybe not.

Poppies and Gravesides

Poppies and teasels. How delightful are they. They bloomed today in the front herbaceous garden. It needs weeding again -- there's a new jungle of convolvulus but it has to be my favourite bit of the garden.

Also on the herbaceous bed are these: our first raspberries of the season. There are more plants in the back garden but I stuck some in here to fill a gap. The purple is a flowering hebe.



Blue skies!

Hottest day of the year so far, apparently.





Even in the Park of the Dead the sun was shining.

Several council workers were cutting the grass around the graves - one had a sit on mower to do the large areas, another a small mower for between the graves and a third with a strimmer to reach the parts the others couldn't reach.