Lazy? Hazy? No - Crazy Days of Summer

I thought summer was the time to start taking things easy?  Not around here....We've been gardening like mad,  the goose is incubating 2 or 3 eggs, the lambs are getting fatter on their twice a day feeds, and the last few days have been soooo hectic.

Thursday and Friday we celebrated Jonathan and George's birthdays.  Inspired by the gardens in France I bought Jonathan a mirror for the garden.  He questioned whether it was for him or me, but I think he likes it (he got a shirt too).

We spent ages finding the right place, and still aren't sure but I think once the flowers have grown up it will look great.

Talking of gardens, my mother was very happy when I spoke to her this morning....she was out strimming the grass yesterday (wearing protective goggles which makes it okay for an 87 year old to use a strimmer apparently), when a lady stopped on the tow path.  She told my mother she loved her style of gardening - the way she lets all the wild flowers grow looks so beautiful.  Well, letting the wild flowers grow can also be described as not doing any weeding - but it does always look lovely.

Saturday we went Morris Dancing at Wilton Windmill where they were having a Beatrix Potter day

and then in the evening we went to a wonderful dinner to celebrate our friends' Golden Wedding Anniversary; the table settings were brilliant - great big vases and bowls with goldfish swimming around in them!

Sunday was the East Garston summer music concert, with Jonathan playing with the West Berkshire strings.

Tuesday morning was a very quiet pitch and stitch, but Joy managed to baste her lovely quilt

Love this block:

 

and whilst getting these photos I remembered the photo I took of the slippers Doriana made the week before

 Then after Pitch and Stitch my sister and I spent the afternoon in Bournemouth visiting Meena.  We walked round town, then along the sea front - the beach is stunning and goes for miles

 

and then after a meal walked through the beautiful park next to Meena's flat with all the Rhododendrons just starting to go over

 

We got back home just after the sun had set - at about 10.30 I think.

So, it's no wonder my house is looking like this nest box in our garden: