Day 92

Saturday 20 June

I love Saturday. Who doesnt? Is it the best day of the week? I would imagine that if a poll was done in the UK for the best day of the week I reckon Saturday would win comfortably.

Today started, like most of our Saturdays, slow, with coffee and sunshine. Adora made American pancakes with maple syrup, fruit, streaky bacon and yoghurt. Mmm.

Then off to McCloghlans farm for pick your own strawberries. The kids are now 16 and 17 and this was the first time we had taken them. I feel like such a bad parent. We had to get a ticket beforehand and remain two meters apart from others. The usual hand sanitizer on the way in and queuing lines to weigh and pay. There is nothing like a sun warmed strawberry, picked straight off the plant. Mmm again.

We picked up some plants on the way home from a stall on the side of the road. We must have got around a dozen plants for about a tenner. Such amazing value and pretty much guaranteed to take to our garden because they are locally grown.

We spent the rest of the afternoon planting up the plants and doing chores in the garden. Then cut the grass, leaving patches untouched. So pleased that bees are now visiting the clover flowers that are growing in this longer lawn. Bumble bees and honey bees. Brilliant.