Saturday 3 July 2010: DEFYING DESCRIPTION

I managed to escape for a walk, today, without the cat attempting to follow me. It was a gloriously sunny day but with a pleasant breeze. However, I did note that much of the wildflowers, down the road, seem to be in stasis; the Meadowsweet has not come into full bloom, the Meadow Cranesbill is still in its bud stage and there is no sign of the flowers on the Tansy.

Owing to the dearth of blooms to blip I found these wonderful grasses bouncing gently, in the breeze, against the Butterbur leaves. The grass was such an unusual colour that I, even now, cannot adequately describe just what shade it approximates to.

As I returned home the breeze was making itself felt through the trees and the leaves made a flapping noise in response which almost sounded like a percussion instrument.

When I got back to the house I began to worry about myself as, on one of the hottest days of the year, I took myself out into the back garden and swept the patio and then I planted some herbs that have been waiting, for too long, to be sown. I'm sure that I shall recover from the rush of blood to the head - given time.

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