Monday Meander.

It was a glorious day for me yesterday, not only was it my birthday but a Bank Holiday and the sun shone. I picked up a load of very cheap plants, all they needed was a good long cool drink and a rest in the shade for a while, who doesn't on a hot day.

After dinner Ben and I had a slow slope round the park, we looked at lots of things and Ben had a major snuffle round as well.

The sun was still warm and there were a few peeps out enjoying the last hours of their day off.

The warm, still air was heavy with the perfume of the Hawthorn flowers, some call it "stinking May" but I love it.

The odd blossom of Campion stood tall drawing my eyes to a tiny glimpse of the river. It is there, I promise.

The brilliant yellow of the Dandelion has given way to the soft billowing white fluffy clock heads, just waiting for a gust of wind to carry them away to begin the life cycle over again.

Then the path slides closer to the river and you get a good view of a slow flow of water, slipping by silently on its journey.

A few steps more and it is chattering and bubbling round rocks strewn in it's path, between the river's chattering song and the birds singing their hearts out it is peaceful but very far from quiet.

There is a plethora of seats scattered along the paths, some in sunny spots and some in the shade of the old trees.

There are drifts of Bluebells throughout, some dotted around like this and some a carpet of blue.

Little paths snake around enticing you off into the unknown, Ben loves to explore these, and often goes out of sight for a few minutes only to rush back to me, tail wagging, ears flopping bursting to tell me all about his discoveries.

There are a few splashes of gold, some from gorse and some from the glorious Broom.

In places there are steps, worn by generations of walkers, leading right to the waters edge, here there are rocks and ferns and of course the wild garlic. Still in full flower here.

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Finally this clump of Campion caught my eye, it is a wonderful Barbie pink, by far the brightest that I can recall seeing.

I nearly forgot to include Ben, he stopped near this little patch of clover then turned to look at something intently for a moment, then whatever it was moved and we were off at the double.

A very good end to a very good day and to cap it off on our return home I checked my gardening apron pocket and there were my spinach seeds. They will be going into the soil soon.

                   TTFN                                                     Pam