The weekend is beckoning like light at the end of the tunnel.  Except we’ve been bathed in golden light all week – sunshine warm enough to bring out the shorts and jandals.  It’s been warm and dry enough that I relented and used some of our precious water store to give the kitchen garden and potager a boost.  Amazing how quickly our sodden land can turn to a dry and brittle landscape.  The bassets have been suffering too – especially Fortnum he’s not good in hot weather.

I’m delighted of course.  Can’t get enough sunshine even if it means I have to hide in cool tunnels to enjoy it the most.