Mighty sun in a wet morning

A reading session at night (with the mandatory glass of Savagnin)

Breakfast with a nymph

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A bleak and shabby rainbow

Rose "Marie Curie" (or so I believe)

Terrace : A crystal droplet in the pit of a lupin's leaf

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First flower from my hollyhocks : the color came as a pleasant surprise.

Two days later...

In hospital : Brinsley holding James, his newly born brother.

I suppose I look all right...

And from that angle?

Back to our terrace : another surprise from my hollyhocks

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James and Brinsley - "J&B" as I like to put it - back home

Could you be prouder?

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Summer at last!

A warm and peaceful evening

The statutory story before bedtime...

More than 3 meters high, thanks to Brinsley's faecal contributions (still goes to the pot, from time to time)...

And more roses...

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I know, I know, he's cute...

...just like his father!

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And a last pic of the terrace, now with lavender, rosemary, thyme and basil! An air of French Provence (which isn't far, in truth).