I love my garden - it is always the first place I inspect after I have been away. Wow how it had grown whilst we were away. The beans, that were quite spindly when I left, were so fruitful and bushy, beetroot were bursting through the earth and the apples are looking ripe. Suddenly there is so much red; making it look autumnal. I love this time. Am not so pleased by the caterpillars though who are munching their way through my rocket - I guess there is enough to share.
I have been thinking about blogging recently. I have felt that my posts were beginning to become repetitive - but my life is often repetitive as I try to be guided by the seasons. I am a simple soul who lives a very domestic life. I also lost a follower recently which made me very worried. Why? Why did I care? Why was I doing this thing? Annie at knitsofacto also posted about this today, although her words are more thoughtful than mine - as usual; she is a beautiful writer. Anyway the angst made me think and think hard. I suppose this space is a sort of online diary - somewhere to record my family and all that we do together, what we think and what we like. That has to be enough, I need to let go of the rest.