I seem to have clicked the wrong button the other day. That's not actually my polytunnel. But Nana did pot up some lovely doorstep flower pots for me. Unfortunately Nana's visit coincided with the big black dogs for a few days and they dug up some flowers after she planted them. They redeemed themselves by going for walks with her and looking as if they were willing to die for her. Those big brown eyes!
The cat knocked a flower head off and so did a child - it is not a flower friendly environment, but I hope to take a photo of the remaining blooms while they still cling to their stalks.
After days and days of sunshine, the rain arrived tonight. I daresay we need it, but it is not welcome.
The World Downhill Championship was on this weekend and we had 3 lovely Kiwi's camping in the 'garden' and living in the house when not throwing themselves down the mountain on their bikes. They were an absolute pleasure to have around, giving us the opportunity to work on our Kiwi vowel sounds and reminding Meg that she will be Southbound soon as she's old enough. Nana took them in her stride along with the dogs, (though thankfully they had left by then, leaving room for the cats to return.) We regaled the campers with horror stories of tic infestation and limes disease and showed them where to find the tic remover. They camped for 6 nights and didn't get one tic between them. Spook and I removed 2 each from our bodies in that time and are thinking of moving out of our bed and into the garden.
The Kiwi's think the sun shines a lot in Scotland.
Nana left today having had lot's of adventures and no tics.
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