Well, the wonders of France are now behind us.
We had such a wonderful time! Dragonflies and river swims, chateaux and wine, thunder and lightning, friendship and fun.
We were sad to leave.
Arriving home after midnight following an epic 14 hour car journey, we slept like logs in the comfort of our own beds.
Morning brought a surprise. Whilst we were away, our previously neat garden has gone its own sweet way.
The lawn is now a meadow of yellow hawkbit.
There are runner beans and herbs a-plenty for our dinner.
And two special garden gifts.
The first: a flower from my hollyhock. It’s been several years since I planted it and quite frankly, I’d given up on ever seeing it bloom.
But there it is.
Just a single flower, but there will be more to come.
And the second?
A tiny sampling of very late alpine strawberries. Like jewels.
A celebration of the last sweet abundance of summer.
I’m very grateful for the garden’s gifts. They chased away any immediate post-holiday blues.
It is lovely to go away.
But it’s very good to be home again, too.
Yay, welcome home! Glad you had a nice time, and that your garden greeted you on your return with lovely gifts. x
had a lovely though short holiday in France myself – see my blog – Sarah
It’s great to be surrounded by pretty flowers, like you say, it does help chase the blues (post holiday or not) away
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