In the tranquility of an English summer in rural Bedfordshire

One day maybe this stone in my heart will be lifted. I am fortunate to be able to garden and distract my thoughts with the animals and to live in a region that is not at war. Too many in the world do not have that good fortune.

Stewed apples and raspberries, a cup of coffee and sunshine

The sun has brought out the butterflies. The comma butterfly below was sunning itself in the courtyard

Last night, after I had put the goslings to bed, I righted the upturned bath and filled it with water

Poddy took advantage of the open gate and led three others into the garden where they led me a merry dance click below

Jeremy tempted them back with a bucket of concentrates. Fun and games over for now.