Dreaming of sweet strawberries,
lawn tennis and tea.
Very fine! Can I skip the lawn tennis and go for a cool summery beer?
As long as you don’t get too rowdy and put off the tennis players 😉 Alternatively, after a few beers you might decide you’re good at playing tennis and provide some Mr Bean-style entertainment!
I think the latter is more likely my style.
Strawberries really are summer’s fruit 😉
My mouth waters in anticipation, every time I imagine the fruit to follow the flowers. And the snails seem to be ignoring these plants, unlike my tomato plants. If only a toad would take up residence in the greenhouse, the disappearing plants problem would be replaced by a disappearing slug and snail success.
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Writes quirky novels, speculative flash fiction, haiku and tanka. Nature lover. Novice photographer. Allotment freak. Mezzo soprano. British eccentric.
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