Poppy Patch

The timings with my physio appointment and the buses did not work out this morning.  If I don't get the one bus that drops me sort of near home, then there is no point in getting in any other bus.  So I walked home - grateful that the sun wasn't burning - and still arrived home dripping with sweat.

Every year the summer becomes harder.

I managed work*, managed our wild garden mowing plans** and am now looking forward to doing nothing for the rest of the evening.

*I'm not a great chatter on the phone but at work it's usually 4 hours a day - work-related
**trying to keep as many wildflowers as possible for the bees and wasps and any wildlife that needs shade.  Totally given up on having a cricket field lawn.