The sun came out this week, so naturally we all headed out into the garden and stayed there.
Except when we were at the beach body boarding.
Back into the garden again for the first barbecue of the year, with a bowl of home grown salad.
The diminutive dodecatheon is one of my favourite plants with its delicate reflexed petals.
Time for a shadow play behind the windbreak. R6's rabbits are fleeing from H8's evil fox.
It has been so dry the Preselis caught fire. This one was apparently so big it was visible from Haverfordwest. Far away from us though, but there will be other fires if we don't get some rain soon.
The rhubarb which has been making crumbles, fools and pie all month finally comes into full, glorious bloom. This is a very old fashioned variety which was in the garden when we moved here 25 years ago. A couple of years ago it stopped growing and I wanted to move it, so it was given a new home in a raised bed in the vegetable garden. I think it likes its new home.
This is where the rhubarb used to be, in the middle of the border where the bright green leaves of the cornus are now (please ignore the couch next to that - work in progress...). This week's job was to prepare the ground for the new lawn. I should have taken a 'before' then you would see what a task it was! It is settling in now, ready to be sown with a hard wearing lawn mix.
Brian has been taking steps to improve the garden too (ha ha!). The Belfast sink was, until recently, in the inside of the wall in the utility room. Now it is being sited under the outdoor tap for boot washing.