A Summer solstice week
Every leaf on every tree is surely out by now.
Tuesday was not only a rainy day
but a sad one too
for a dear friend back in England passed away.
Sylvia was our very first neighbour back in 1969.
She took us newly-weds under her wing
actually more like adopted us into her lovely family.
We were great friends for forty-seven years
and will miss her so very much.
My garden is a wilderness of gigantic weeds!
Thursday the sun came out and I went to quilt guild.
Scraps from the cutting room floor
We celebrated the Summer Solstice at dinner with friends
followed by a sizzling chat around the bonfire.
Steve gave us some basil plants
which are now planted in a sunny spot.
I was stitching basil after dinner when
our woodsman arrived with next winter's wood.
Quickly added things that could be taken for logs!