It was a very west-windy kind of day yesterday. The sort of day where outdoor eating became a dangerous sport. With cans and napkins being whipped off tables, sending responsible diners chasing after their errant table paraphernalia. Outdoor eating is a favourite thing for us to do, because the dogs take a very dim view of being left at home on summer evenings. Earlier in the day I had taken photos of various blooms that were luxurious, because after many weeks of extraordinary sunshine, we had had a couple of days of light but persistent rain. I wonder if they were all so pristine after the winds had had their way with them.

The wind has also stopped any meaningful swimming for the weekend. So blooms it is to illustrate this blog. Have a fabulous Sunday.