Now I am at my parents’ house just outside Wokingham. Mum is a very keen gardener and has worked on this oasis for over forty years.
The garden is lovely and a place I spent many hours in my youth. Sadly I was never allowed to put any ponies in it. Something about wrecking and eating. I forget.
But the garden has lovely flowers. It seems to be summer here in Englandshire whereas in Shetland we still have bluebells and it is still cold.
There is a lovely oak tree and watching the evening sun shine through the leaves is magical.
Veleda has lived here for as long as I can remember.
And joy of joys, I have met the family Patterdale terrier, Pip. He is wonderful and just my kinda guy. I expect I will take more photos of this darling chap.