Welcome to Mid-summer.

Birds are tweeting, grass is being cut, sun’s shining and it’s great to be in England.

It’s all happening in the garden now. Let’s start at the front… Alan dug up an overgrown, ugly old bush earlier on in the year. In it’s place, there are grass seeds coming up, looking lush.

Beware of boxes that say enough for ten square feet though, this is around two square feet, and that was the whole packet. He’s filled in a few gaps with seed from another box. We’ll perhaps have a picnic on there later in the year:)) Always put a net over as well, see where the bricks are holding it down? Keeps those tweeting birds off.

Our new patch of lawn. Plant more grass, there’s too much concrete these days.

Ann’s broccoli, she planted the seeds in February.

From this, to that above. Well done buddah keeping it safe from white butterflies

Red Poppy

These poppies are loosing the petals now, but the seed heads look attractive, so I’ll leave them there. Here’s a red one as well.

Dianthus

Blue lupins

Moving along the front border; beautiful blue lupins have had a battering from the rain, but they spread out each year. They come in all colours.

This is the progress of my sweet-peas. They’re a few weeks behind because of the cold weather earlier on in the year, but I’m sure they’ll soon catch up. Watch out for the next time you see them in full colour. There’s nothing like a glass of freshly picked sweet-peas on the kitchen windowsill and the breakfast table, and the front window. Once you’ve grown your own, from seeds, it becomes a habit.

Hope you enjoyed the trip down our garden path. Speaking of which, have you ordered Patsy’s book yet? I have. Looking forward to getting an old chair out of the shed and sitting reading between weeding and re-potting. Next week, I’ll take you a wander round the back. That’s where it all goes on really. Like in the poem.

NEWSFLASH……Rosemary Kind at Alfie dog has emailed to let me know that my short story – Pier into the Future will be included in the new collection, Beach Reads.      Now, that’s enough to make me go and put the kettle on and brew up an earl-grey, oh Alan’s done me one already, now that’s true love…