Lady's Smock

or Cuckoo flower is popping up everywhere and I am delighted to have some in the garden. Let's have a bit of Shakespeare:
When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver white
And Cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then on every tree
Mocks married men, for thus sings he:
Cuckoo;
Cuckoo, cuckoo: O, word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear! (Love's Labour Lost)


A better day weather-wise than forecast and we went into Bantry to doss around the market - a fair day and heaving. Himself had his hair cut then we carried on for a tranquil walk around Glengarriff woods - all rich greens and peaty rivers. Extra is of blokes smelling the broom, rather nice apparently.
The final Arnie session tonight - the time when he was the Governator!  He's coming over very well though it is a bit of love fest. He is certainly highly driven person.
The first backblips from Bristol are up should you be interested:
Easton
Ashton Court