This week it has been very warm at Dove Lane and probably where you are too!
When anxiety strikes, as it can with many of us, any extreme, even of temperature, can make us feel jittery at times. Getting outside is always good for us but on very hot days it is good to take sensible precautions – don’t forget to drink plenty of water and wear a hat if going out in the midday sun! Pick some lovely shady areas if you can; there is nothing like a peaceful, quiet walk in a shady, sun dappled wood on a hot day.
My week has all been about nature. We have a friendly black bird who wakes me every morning about 4 am with his cheerful song, and who can fail to be uplifted by such a beautiful sound? And the heatwave has brought other delights – leaving our son’s house the other night after babysitting, the night was still, nothing stirred, and the sweet night air was heavy with that earthy scent you only ever experience on a heady midsummer night.
We went to visit the confetti fields in Worcestershire this week and saw a fabulous display of delphiniums and cornflowers – rows and rows of dreamy flowers in every colour as far as the eye could see. Walking through the dry and dusty field felt very grounding and I really enjoyed the calming atmosphere and the peaceful scene was a haven for bees and butterflies. People travel far and wide to see these fields; it seems that whatever is going on around us, the need to be at one with nature is forever with us.
And so I have added one of my poems again this week. This time of year always seems to be cloaked in a little bit of magic for me – when I look out at night I can imagine fairies so what better than to read a little about what they do…..
I hope you enjoy a little bit of escapism …. Love, Flowers and Fairies 🧚♀️
The Garden Fairies
When the night draws ever closer
And the stars twinkle in the sky,
When the man in the moon is smiling;
Here the garden fairies fly.
With dresses made of rose petals
Fine gossamer for their wings,
They land upon the dewy grass
To dance in fairy rings.
They sprinkle magic fairy dust,
They dart amidst the flowers
And tend to all the garden plants
Throughout the night time hours.
In the morning all is well,
The fairies’ work is done;
Sweet peas and daisies, in colourful rows,
Turn their faces to the sun.