Cordial Making

Summer in a bowl, the wonderful scent of elderflowers, steeping in a bath of sugar water, lemons and limes.

Then bottled, 3 days later.

Ready for hot days in the garden, topped with lemonade, fizzy water or champagne.

Bliss

From my Week

Radishes and Sugar Snaps, lunch

Monster double yolker

Fathers Day, hammock time

Special buttons on a handknit for a new little lady

In the air above Lincolnshire Show 

Tutti Frutti Spinning 

Far too proud of my first knit, using my very own handspun

Maths the Broad Bean Way

Longest

Shortest

Guess how many beans

Count the beans

Our kind of Maths, straight from the garden and edible to boot.

In the drink

In the sunshine with good friends

Paddling

Picnic bags 

Toy cars for dirt racing

Early morning ice creams and dreadful coffee

Soggy shorts and shoes

Smiles

Summer has begun

Spin, Spinning, Spun

In our garden

All the rain of May and now the bright sun of June, is finally paying dividends with our garden, it's mud bath look now replaced with fresh, green growth, rose buds and a riot of herbs.

We are not great gardeners, we're not even good gardeners, we grow veg haphazardly each year, greenhouse full of  tomatoes and cucumbers, salad leaves, runner beans and peas in pots, the rest of our produce competes with the weeds, which we faithfully dig up at the start of the growing season, only to loose heart somewhere around July/August, letting survival of the fittest win out.

I yearn for a pretty cottage garden full of hollyhocks, lupins and roses round the door, neat rows of prize winning veg and chickens, ducks, maybe even a goat.

There is in our garden some of all of that, amongst the toys, sand pit, chicken poop and dog race track and that is just fine with me.

Standing up strong

And being counted 

Letting the EDL know they are not welcome in Leeds or anywhere

My boy

Proud Mama