Back to Elford Walled Garden

Still sultry and upper twenties.
Still no rain.
Still not sure why yesterday’s garden didn’t appeal even though it was beautiful. Maybe, as one blipper suggested, it was too busy. 

I returned to Elford, one of my happy places.

Elford is more natural, less packed. It has a peacefulness, a gentle quality that I find reassuring and enchanting.

It was sticky and clammy, but I found a quiet corner where I could phone my friend who is in France. 

Relaxed, and refreshed, I came home wondering when the rainstorm will come.