After a hard days work….

……..all a girl needs is a nap & a cuddle on the sofa

I have loaded the van during a storm of mint imperials, or was it hail? So I don't have lovely pictures of stock, needless to say I am sure that there will be lots of lovely things, ranging from painted furniture to cotton reels, with everything in between, at the Vintage Bazaar tomorrow.

Will you be there?

On a misty morning….

 

How the borders are changing, yellows gone and ablaze with red tulips, lovely old fashioned cowslips & Devon violets in the borders have also self-seeded into the lawn.

 

The reclaimed brick path that we laid, also has self-seeded violets

In Emily’s garden, a nick name for my gran Trixie, is a Cornish granite gate post with her name on a metal plaque, it is a quiet woodland garden carpeted with old fashioned primroses and wood anenomes, standing next to the shady willow trees and mill pond and sluice gate, so if you are sitting there you can listen to the trickle of the water.

What a day at The Dairy House

Not only had Sue arranged sunny weather she and  Woo had worked like Trojans to ensure a beautiful and wonderfully run fair. The lovely Gillie supplied yummy ploughmans lunches, which had customers where they could buy one, sorry stall holders only!

And well done to the likely lads.

Well done girls, and here is to the summer and the

 Dairy House Indoor Living & outdoor life fair.