Last weekend the sun called us out and it seemed silly not to obliged.
So walking and eating and gardening was the order of the day.
Himself set up our mini-bbq-bucket and the boys cooked their own lunch
while we, Himself and I, had vegetable kebabs and nutty bread.
I have to admit that not much gardening was done,
it more looking and admiring than weeding and pruning.
The fields were full of buttercups, despite their lovely sunny-yellow faces and cheerful colour,
they are not particularly a good wildflower to have growing in the meadows.
Tucked deep in the grass were some really pretty blue speedwell,
to find them you really really have to look, they have such tiny little blossoms.
We are so lucky where we live - we literally fall out of our back door
and walk through some lovely countryside.