It's cold out and doesn't feel like summer but even so the garden is producing quite well.
The ground is dry and crying out for a substantial downpour and we have been enduring cold, blustery winds.
I've been having to do additional staking in the vegetable plot.
The mangetout, Carouby De Maussane, with it's attractive flowers, is cropping nicely. But it's tall and I've had to clamp it between two lots of wiring to stop the stems from being broken by the wind.
The early dwarf peas, 'Hatif D'Annonay', that I got from the seed swap, are far more manageable. They are showing a huge crop of pods. If they have a good flavour I shall store some to sow next year.
There is a good selection of vegetables for a stir fry.
Of course it's never all plain sailing - the kohl-rabbi is boulting!
Never mind, there is always consolation to be found in the flower borders.
Old roses - I love them!
And since I praised Sara Bernhardt she's got so bigheaded!
I'm trying to keep the far end of the border to purple, red and blue.
There are plenty of flowers to pick for the house.
And a small vase
for those sweet peas that get all tangled up in their own tendrils!
When I'm out in the garden I am often 'helped' by Vanilla, my neighbours' cat.
She likes to play hide and seek, trip the gardener,
'You don't want to play, then?' she asks. 'Oh, well, I'll go home.'