Monday, 22 June 2009
wandering dog, raspberries, champagne and roses
Bit of this
She stops to introduce herself and say thank-you for posting one springer spaniel back through the garden gate that had gone on walk about.
I don't really need lunch as I have helped myself to the raspberries on and off while communing with the weeds. I fear there will be none to pick for tea greedy me.
Three little wooden balls release the scent of champagne and roses that meet me as I open the car door.
Bit of that
Yesterday elderflower cordial was a success. This next then I think.