Norfolk last weekend. Heavy rain that made rivulets down the aged glass of the conservatory. Blazing sunshine that allowed us to eat outdoors and walk barefoot on the grass. Double yolked eggs for breakfast cooked by my sister. Roses, sweetpeas, in mugs, vases, jugs all over the house. In the garden, dahlias, in sunrise colours, hiding coyly behind fronds of the asparagus plants. A half-collapsed apple tree, collecting the sour cookers early, packing into boxes. Ladybirds, everywhere. Picking tiny alpine strawberries at dusk, clambering between the young raspberry canes for the first of the season. Digging up potatoes, earth under my nails. Blackberry picking, which always makes me think of the Seamus Heaney poem in my GCSE English anthology. Gorging on peaches. After the week that was, it did feel good to get out of the city.
lovely pictures, isnt there a lot of ladybirds around at the moment?
ReplyDeleteIt looks like you had a lovely time :)
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So beautiful, your photos, all of them. And just look at those bright yellow yolks! Wow.
ReplyDeleteUgh, not that poetry anthology! Did you do a Heaney poem about drowning some kittens? I've never quite got over it.
ReplyDeleteAs always, beautiful photos! x
How lovely. Those rasps are MASSIVE. Yum. :)
ReplyDeleteEverything you have described and shot in this post is so very dream-like. I envy you for all that berry picking and ladybird spotting! :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd the dahlias are just oh-so-gorgeous!!
Becky it all looks and sounds heavenly! Also is the ladybird surge just an Eastern county thing I wonder because we have huge amounts here in Suffolk too.
ReplyDeleteHope this weekend is a great one too.
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OMG there you are again - back in the country.
ReplyDeleteIt all looks so wonderful. I am so envious!
What beautiful photographs x
ReplyDeleteNorfolk is one of my favourite places. Your weekend looks lovely. xxx
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