Drips

There's something of the jungle about the garden at the moment. Lush green foliage and flowers bursting forth, misty, steamy atmosphere of the tropics, and the drips landing on your head as you push your way along the paths.  We've had heavy showers all day, and no sign of the sun.

I did some sewing in the morning, and sowed some salads. 

In the afternoon we got restless and drove to our favourite bookshop, supposedly just to browse, and maybe have coffee.  No cake, no book-buying, we said.

So how did it happen that we came home with two books each. I'm not going to say about the cake .....

And no pictures, so I had to plunge into the garden and find something not mangled by the rain to photograph - this iris seemed to be the best of the bunch.