Once more the sun shines. Once more we sit out to eat our meal. It is at times like this we really appreciate our garden, its sense of privacy & tranquility. We have so many trees & shrubs around that, in summer, we can eat outside in it not seeing anyone or being overlooked by anybody. That's not to say there aren't many eyes in the garden. The birds are queueing up on the trellis for their chance to get some dinner.
After dinner, we go for a stroll in the garden, down to the far end. The Fox has noticed a spot of yellow he'd not seen before this year & wants to investigate. It turns out to be our second bed of yellow irises, which self-seeded in this spot a few years ago. My eyes, though, are caught by the escalonia, in full flower & smelling so sweetly. When this shrub dies down, the mock orange from the other side of the fence, takes over & perfumes the garden.
We turn to make our way back to the house. We are startled by some movement. Out pops a frog, a very black one at that. He makes his way across the lawn to the central bed & to once more disappears into the undergrowth.
We continue down the garden. The white astilbe is coming into flower. It always seems to precede the pink one more or less next to it. The hosta in between the astilbes is also coming into flower.
Our garden may not be the tidiest of gardens. It may be rather overwhelmed by the number of weeds, but it gives us so much pleasure & joy as we see it develop & discover all its inmates, visitors & residents alike. Maybe not all its inmates. A few less slugs & snails wouldn't come in amiss, but even they have their role, encouraging the number of birds & frogs that feed on them.
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Really enjoyed your walk down the garden - I seem to be spending an increasing amount of time in mine; it's amazing that there's always something new to see!
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