Summer Nectar Hunt

We continue to swelter under the blue skies of what has become the best summer I can remember for a long while. It may not be much fun for us humans but our insect friends are having a field day and the garden abounds with a low hum that signals their joyous search for nectar. Much of our time is now spent on the sort of jobs an indolent afternoon demands, dead heading, a little gentle hoeing, and plenty of watering. Even Shandy has largely given up hunting rabbits by lunchtime, preferring instead to bake in the sun for a while before taking a bath in what is laughingly called the watercress trough, lucky thing, we have to wait until we get home for a cool shower!

"And a cloud of enraptured, sporting, buzzing little creatures of silk dust swept or hovered over the undulating picture"
Jean Paul Friedrich Richter