Today is a perfect Peak District Day. The Sun is shining, and the sky is a clear silent blue with just the occasional humble cloud gently passing by. There is just enough breeze to make the mid-day heat a joy, and being pretty sure that we may not have many more days as beautiful as this one, I am going to sit in the garden and bathe in its charm. Even Mr Owl has decided it’s far to nice a day to miss and every so often I can hear him twit-twooing from his hiding place high up in a tree. I just wish I could find him so I could take his picture, but although I frequently follow his voice in hope of a meeting, we have only had a fleeting glimpse as he flew silently across the night sky one evening.
He flew across the gap in these Horse Chestnut trees which are now laden with conkers. Autumn will be interesting as there are 4 trees in a row and those conkers could do some serious damage to a certain ‘Lord of the Manors’ car (oops!)
This little blue tit is one of the babies from my blog Bird table Babies. Its been such a joy watching them grow up right outside my window. He was just having a little rest while allowing the summer breeze to ruffle his feathers.
The teapot from my blog Who sacked the Teapot? still continues to be a great hit, but I may well have to add another one as there is often a queue to get in. I think I will have to accidently break the lid of my present tea pot just so I can give the birds another feeding post.
It must feel like quite a safe place as they often just rest a while before leaving.
One of my favourite spots for a cuppa. Our garden only goes as far as the bushes in the corner but that’s only on paper. From where I’m sitting I feel like it spreads to the trees and fields beyond and that’s good enough for me. I don’t have a lot of knowledge of gardening so I have a lot to learn with this one. It has been so carefully planted and I’m totally amazed each time I think we have seen our last bloom and something pops up to surprise us. It seems to be a garden that ‘keeps on giving’.
I couldn’t resist these two as they poked their pretty (if a little prickly) heads over the stone walls.
What do you put in pots as you come towards the Autumn? I’m going to have to fill these with something. The Globe Artichoke in the background would have looked wonderful if it hadn’t been munched by our neighbours!
They seemed to rather enjoy it grrrrrr! In fact, I soon learned not to put anything too near the fence as I was loosing my plants and my pots!!.
Luckily they can only reach so far.
I hope you’ve enjoyed this gorgeous summer afternoon in The Peaks. I certainly have. I’m going to leave you with a photo of a little potted rose that I love and a short poem from Emily Dickinson. Wishing you a Happy Sunday wherever you are.
A sepal, petal, and a thorn
Upon a common summer’s morn,
A flash of dew, a bee or two,
A caper in the trees,-
And I’m a rose!
Love Alison x
Poem by Emily Dickinson.
Photos by Alison fielding.