Carried along on a wave of essence-of-coconut this morning as the sun shone down on the gorse which has been at its very best for the last week, while waiting in the wings is its paler, quieter cousin the yellow broom. And everything just so green, that new optimistic green, reassuring that, for the time being at least, the seasons keep on coming round.
So many days recently that have been perfect for walking, warm sun, cool breeze, even the cloudy but humid ones with the occasional face-freshening sprays of warm rain: it`s the second best season after autumn. đŸ˜‰ And of course, on this side of the country - no midges. (Just watched a film, or more accurately six one hour episodes, of someone walking the Cape Wrath Trail in August and can`t see the pleasure of doing it when there`s clouds of them getting into everything........they are an absolute scourge).
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