LOVELY HOT WEATHER

but no cycling or walking today I think. Yesterday was enough for two days.
Hundreds of hoverflies on the tiny fennel flowers. And I saw only one bizar coloured insect, little, half red and half green, amazing little creature.
Too lazy I was however to catch my camera again.
Many butterflies on the buddleia, not only the white ones now.
A bit reading on the terrace. D.H. Lawrence, The virgin and the gypsy.

The underground for the little summerhouse has been delivered. To carry it all up the slope an abhorrent idea, after the sun has gone sleeping it will be better.


My haiku:

Could I have ideas
As many as hoverflies
My brain too little

And the proverb:

The head grey, and no brains yet.