Thanks for your comments on my bees - I will of course be honoured to have them living so close to my back door - last year it was wasps outside the bedroom window! We were told that they never re-use the same nest and that if they weren't causing any bother to let them be so of course that is what we did. I had a word with them and asked them to kindly refrain from coming into the bedroom whose window they had chosen to nest in close proximity to (oops that doesn't sound like very good English "never use a preposition to end a sentence with" or something?!) You may laugh at my having a chat with them but it did the trick and we had no wasps in the house at all last summer. It's the same with ants - we used to have ants nesting under the stones on the patio area outside our French windows when we lived in Guildford and I spoke nicely to them and said that as long as they remained outside I would promise never to use ant powder nor to pour kettles of boiling water on them (though I was once too late to stop my mother in law doing just that and then had to apologise profusely to the remaining ants) or to use any other horrible way to get rid of them - we would live in harmony. Which we did. I even discovered that French ants understand English as I told them the same and not once did we ever have a problem with ants in the house and none here either I am glad to say. Now you know why I am weird!
I bought this little terracotta tile in Wells recently as I thought it very apt - I really must learn to "seize the day" although I understand that Latin scholars might not agree with that translation. I took it to mean something like living in the moment and using the time I have rather than wasting it. Whatever - I like it on the shed where I see it every time I go to the washing line.
In this little no-man's land alongside the fence I also planted some wild strawberries - a gift from a friend they came as a little book of matches but instead of having phosphorus or whatever it is that matches have they had seeds. Like the foxgloves they didn't seem to fancy living just there but now they have taken to the area and have even produced fruit this year.
No supersize portions here though this was the number to be shared between two of us - good job the wanderer isn't here now isn't it?!! I told my husband it was nouvelle cuisine though I hadn't drizzled couli artistically on the dish!!
Isn't lavender meant to be a Mediterranean plant which flourishes in dry hot summers? Nobody told ours that and it's beautiful this year!
My French friend had suggested I did something with an English twist to it and after much thought (and absolutely no action!) I decided to do something based on Glastonbury. I did quite a bit of research into the various legends related to the town which was fascinating and wondered about doing something like a fabric book as it was to be story based. I got as far as wondering how such a thing might be displayed - maybe a concertina type book would be best so I could do all the pages and join them afterwards and it could be displayed opened out, each page to be a small crazy patchwork with a picture (printed on fabric) of perhaps the Glastonbury Thorn, Joseph of Aramathea, King Arthur, the Chalice Well and so on as the centre piece. Today is the last date for entering although the item doesn't have to be submitted till September BUT one must send a photo of the piece even if it is not finished. Well of course mine is not even started so I think I will have to pass on that now!! Actually, remembering how wonderful the items were in a previous exhibition which I went to with my friend when we lived in France, I wonder if it was a subconscious wish not to have my work seen alongside theirs which has had me delaying getting started?! The above photo shows how far I had got with it - not a single stitch made! I truly do need to seize the day if by that is meant get on with it and stop messing about!