I can hear bees humming, flies buzzing, cocks crowing, birds singing and dogs barking. When the dogs stop barking i.e., when it gets too hot, I can hear the tapping of woodpeckers on the old trees. They are attractive birds, as are Jays, but the jays make an irritating screeching noise, once heard, never forgotten.
The scents in the garden are honeysuckle and wispy vapours of smoke from the many BBQs in the surrounding gardens.
Richard has just had a G&T, and I made myself a cocktail with Romanian demi sec wine, Florentino and lemonade over ice. I bought the Florentino yesterday as I noticed that it was made with Visine, the small 'cherries'. I have looked everywhere for cassis to make Kir without success and I am glad that I've discovered this liqueur as it is delicious, with a sour cherry taste.
Richard is now reading and relaxing in the hammock, in the shade of the mature trees which allow dappled sunlight through.
For anyone who has not had the pleasure, laying in a hammock is sooo relaxing. You feel held and safe and cocooned, and gazing up at the leaves, almost remember being a baby outside in a pram for an afternoon nap. I want one for Christmas!
It is a Public Holiday for Mary's Assumption into Heaven tomorrow, so this Sunday is more relaxing than most. A reliable source has told me that there is a St Anna Maria's day, but no-one gets a day off work!
Siesta time AM
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