Is there a better date than 1 June in the British Isles? Towards the end of spring, when the leaves are lush and the grass is green. When the flowers are blooming and the first roses are beginning to come out. I don’t think so.
Here’s what’s made me happy this week, in a week where I really really needed to make sure I noticed it was full of lovely things:
1. Walking by the shore of Coniston. My absolute favourite place in the world. Especially on a spring day when the bracken is growing long and tall and the lake has not a ripple disturbing the surface. We got up early and were there before the Bank Holiday crowds descended. We walked along a little track and then onto green green grass, eaten closer than any lawnmower could have got by the herdwicks. Once on the shore we walked along, stopping to take photographs and just gasp at the views. I could have sat there all day.
2. Having a four-day weekend. Because sometimes that extra day on a Bank Holiday isn’t quite enough. I took an extra day off to sleep and walk and drink tea and laze around in the garden. It was a day well spent.
3. Spotting these adorable little forget-me-nots. I’ve never properly appreciated them before. They’re like little Polly Pocket flowers, designed by faries.
4. Not wearing socks. It’s usually mid-May where I do the Clothes Sort-Out. Where I finally fold up my coats and put them in the airing cupboard, along with my leather boots, hats and scarves. Funny how that only really happens in May. Ne’er cast a clout till May be out’ I guess, as my Gran used to day. Then I get all the flip flops and sandals out from the bottom of the wardrobe, and move my trainer socks to the front of the cupboard. But best of all really is pit pattering about the house and garden in bare feet. Feeling freshly cut grass underfoot is best the nicest thing 🙂
5. A country lane with a view. We wandered up here the other day and heard the sheep, the beas, the far-off tractors and the blackbirds. The hedgerows were just BUZZING with wildlife. A little too much actually – there were actually clouds of flies it was so hot! But HOW nice to feel properly hot, for the first time in months and months. We hardly ever get actual heat here. Yes, you might remove a jumper every now and again but to actually feel HOT, when you’re not in an actual sauna / the bath / abroad. Well it’s nice.
6. Sitting on my sofa, writing this with the door open and the birds singing away. There’s a little chirping from the sparrows and squarking from crows. There’s also a bit of screeching from seagulls and the properly fruity blackbird singing its little melodies. I love them all 🙂