Saturday

Posted by Tania Kindersley.

Today was:

Both nieces.

Sunshine.

Dog and ball; ball and dog.

Cricket.

The final cutting of the astrantias.

A little afternoon rest.

Croque monsieur.

A pair of tiny robins, dancing on the lawn.

The song of the swallows.

 

I really cannot complain.

 

Pictures:

The astrantias are over, so I had to cut them back. I am hoping they might flower again, perhaps towards the end of August, but am not sure. They have given me so much pleasure this summer, and I salute them:

A little marjoram, nestling against the Scottish granite:

We haven’t had any of the magnificent violas for a while:

The new laurel:

The white marjoram:

The new tree hydrangea:

The evening light on the cotinus:

Delphinium, with the old cherry tree in the background:

New blue planting in the wild garden:

The view from the wild garden, back into the proper garden, or as proper as it gets:

The evening light on the trees and hill:

Sometimes I think the expression bright-eyed and bushy-tailed might have been invented for the Pigeon:

Look at her doing her sphinx impersonation:

And one more, just for the sheer beauty:

The hill:

Lovely comments yesterday; thank you. Have a glorious weekend.