Lavender Dreaming

The most adventurous part of my day is catching the bus to Llandudno! I’m ashamed to say that we make far too little use of our bus passes, and I keep telling myself that this should really change. 

G has gone to a quintet rehearsal, and I’ll meet him in Llandudno later. Meanwhile, I have a very pleasant - if hot - journey, taking the front seat on the top deck of the Arriva bus. The route is really rather scenic - and all free! 

I’m off to a travel presentation. Despite the fact we’ve yet to complete our Namibian adventure, I’m looking for the next destination  - China or Central Asia/Silk Road. I tend to organise our trips myself, but feel these destinations may be a little challenging, if not impossible. 

Back home, I try to tick off some of my to-do list - with some success. There’s a Wimbledon withdrawal feeling - but at the same time I’m actually relieved to not feel drawn to the television for hours! 

I should have taken my camera to Llandudno, but stupidly I didn’t, so it’s another garden blip today. I really wish the small whites would land on more perfect flowers than the fading lavender, but I’m grateful that they actually land at all!