Jacky on the beach with sandcastles

July has been relaxing, but one's mind generates such a disproportionate wodge of white noise that taking a step back and inhaling deeply becomes more complicated than it should be. The beach helps, the garden soothes, the dogs shadow protectively and Jacob enlightens. 

Mera

It's been a nice July. I feel I should say relaxing and "chilling out" but that's not really true. It's been frenetic in an oxygenated time capsule.

My new garden table, covered in linseed oil

 Garden tables make good dens for little boys and a happy source of shade for thirsty dogs.

Teamwork

The dogs are happy to be going on walks and don't mind when they are sat upon, chased, bombarded with mud or sticks or even fed with grass.

The 11 mill walk, just by the house

Velocipede

No millstone round this boy's neck!

Look back in hunger?

Basically just a few pictures. And why not?


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Today's poem:

I WILL arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.