It's not all bluebells

Down in the meadow there is a carpet of cowslip and a purple orchid I can't currently identify (so here's the cowslip!). It's been a windy, rainy day but in between showers it was possible to stand upright on occasion. 

Tennis was attempted, but the one-side advantage turned into disadvantage when the ball flew (literally) out of the court and across the railway line - I think that's called 'out'...

And now preparation for tonight's Annual Parish Meeting which, for my sins, I get to chair.