The Harebell

Harebell, Campanula rotundifolia

We went out for a walk this evening and found, among other things, a patch of harebells at Fairmile Bottom.  If we had ever owned a pub perhaps we could have called it "The Harebell" - or, if we had had a restaurant, it could have been "Harebells".

They are wildflowers that remind me of my childhood.

I talked to John at the meeting - we are still swapping hospital stories.

We had a lovely supper with Jacks on Saturday night. She gave us salmon with new potatoes and asparagus and a yoghurt and dill sauce, followed by cheese, and raspberries.  So good to have her back.

We are having a hot hot summer, with thunderstorms.