A truly heavenly plant

I think I am probably addicted to lavender. It's delicious in so many ways. I love to cook with it (yummy in shortbread, great with roast lamb, unrivalled on the coals of the barbecue to smoke chicken), lavender honey is manna from heaven, the essential oils are essential, and to squeeze a flower as you pass a plant, to release those oils, is irresistible.

The lavender hedge we planted three (could have been four) years ago is looking very good this year. Sitting nearby, in the sun, we get wafts of scent and the contented sound of buzzing, happy bumble bees, as they ceaselessly flit from one flower head to the next. There are dozens and dozens of them.

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In a vase on Monday - colour

The intense colours in my vase this week come from nasturtiums, sweetpeas and a single glorious zinnia! Their beauty and love of life speak for themselves and need no further words from me! Enjoy!

Early morning light

There have been some cracking early morning skies this week. The sunrise has generated a strong rose gold light which has been picked up not only in the clouds but also through the silver-white grasses around the edge of the golf course. I always marvel at the clouds. Constantly changing, formations that have never been seen before, never to be seen again.

Coastal walk from Gullane to North Berwick

By the time I have walked about four miles, my toes are screaming at me - it's the arthritis, you see. One of the joys of being that little bit older than I was. However, for a long time, I have been keen to walk along the beaches, and follow the coastal path, between Gullane and North Berwick. So, having worked out the tide times, I decided today was the day, and off we went. Below is our starting point, the bay at Gullane. It's a lovely beach, very popular with dog walkers. This is looking east, the direction Tilly and I were going to take. Looking back, up the Forth, the unmistakable bulk of Arthur's Seat, and Edinburgh's skyline, just clear enough to see. For most of the walk, there is the choice between wandering along a series of beaches, or following a path along the top of each. There's no denying it, at heart I am a shell-seeker. I have loads of shells at home. We lived on one of the out islands in the Bahamas for a just over a year, ...

the running wave

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