Look what came through my door this morning - a portrait of me basking in the grass among the daisies and dandelions. My great grand daughter, Ula, aged three, did it for me. It seems so long since I saw her because of lockdown and what a delight it was to get this. A pressed dandelion and a pressed daisy stuck on and enough green for me to know I am lying in the grass. It has pride of place on the mantelpiece in my sitting room and I am so pleased with it. Thank you Ula. I am sending you a thank you note and will post it to catch tomorrow's post so watch out for it. Your Mummy got the wrong address and put 9 instead of 19 but the Postman rang the bell because he thought I lived at 19 - that was clever of him.
Yesterday I had my friend D's twelfth 'Lockdown card' - each Saturday he posts me a card of a flower from The Lake District. I watch out for it coming and each week it too gives me such a lot of pleasure. We never thought it would go on so long - up to twelve now and no end of lockdo wn in sight for people of my age. Thank goodness for all the lovely kind people about who ring me, send me letters and cards, generally help to keep life flowing along. I thank every one of you. You know who you are.
A chilly day here and just starting to rain again - but we really did urgently need water in the gardens so we have no cause to complain. I seem to remember that a couple of years ago when I had my first Summer here we had a very dry spell at this time in the year and everything looked as though it was dying - except the Mares Tail of course!