The lavender is the most popular place to be seen, of course. We have masses of the stuff, and the last couple of years I have dried some to put into lavender sachets. Everyone walks across the grass to get to the front door because the lavender bushes are alive with wildlife. I'm happy to brush past the bushes to scoop up the wonderful scent, but also because the bees don't seem to mind too much.
It's also the time of year to begin foraging. A hint here told us about some particularly delicious cherries and so C and friend P next door went off with ladders and brought back loads. We now have 2 kilos sitting in the kitchen waiting to be sorted out (dry them? freeze them? cook them? just eat them?).
Our neighbours have done much better with their home grown stuff which means, of course, that we get a share!
Some of their redcurrants got sprinkled on my porridge (a little bit too tart, so not a success) and the rest I made into a disastrous redcurrant jelly - Delia's recipe from the 19th Century must've lost something in translation because as K mused, 'Do you have any walls that need plastered?' Better perhaps are the lovely onions, which are small but apparently very tasty!
I don't think we'll have too much to share with them other than pears, apples and apple juice later in the year - but the trees are laden, so it bodes well for the autumn!