Sunshine.

The sun came out today and very welcome it was too. Last autumn I planted up a couple of the hanging baskets with some narcissi that had been in a big tub and now they are providing a cheery splash of colour by the front door.
I was even lucky enough to have the sun shinning on the part of the garden where I was working.


The brown strip, to the left of the pond, is the patch of the wild flower meadow I cleared yesterday. Today I was able to clear the rest of it, right back to the high bank. That's another job I can tick off my mental list. I disturbed a few frogs sheltering in the wet undergrowth but there is still plenty of foliage for them to hide under.

Having completed my gardening I was putting away my tools when I heard the hated sound of the hunt down in Paul's valley. By the time I had made myself a cup of tea it had all gone quiet but just as I started to read my book the noise of the dogs and horns started up again. It makes me too cross so I abandoned my relaxing moment sitting out in the sunshine and came indoors instead.