Some of you may have noticed (well I hope you did) that there hasn’t been a peep out of me for a while. Well the truth is I have been the victim of a strange hallucinatory effect called summer in England.
A summer like the one we have had this year comes along, oh about every 30 years, so I couldn’t resist the call of the great outdoors.
My favourite poem by Richard Le Gallienne goes as follows:
|I meant to do my work today—
But a brown bird sang in the apple tree,
And a butterfly flitted across the field,
And all the leaves were calling me.
And the wind went sighing over the land,
So there you have it. Mind you I have got a lot done in the garden and on the allotment so I can say that it was time well spent. But is that a measurement of a good summer? and why do I feel the need to justify myself for not ‘working’ even though I love my books and bookshop?
Anyway along with enjoying the garden I have picked up some great books and some tasty recipes so I am back in the world of Refried Books. I hope you’ll come and visit me.
Here are a few of the photos I have taken of my holidays.