So whoever it was who said June would be a wet month was wrong.
Much of it has been glorious.
The garden is being well used, as is the ice we're having to buy in for milk shakes.
The downside to so much busy-ness outside is the movement of furniture. A table with four chairs around it will suddenly have eight, leaving a poor table with none, looking decidedly uninviting. Benches are moved onto the old tennis court, tables are dragged into the shade/into the sun depending upon the temperature.
On Sunday we had so many large party bookings that we had to bring several chairs and tables out from the conservatory.
Then, at the end of the long, hot days we go around the garden reuniting tables with chairs and moving everything back to its home, tip the chairs against the tables and wind down the umbrellas.
To rest.
Until tomorrow.
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