Monday Afternoon in the Village Hall

We should have got the best teacups and saucers out, boiled plenty of water in the urn and provided lots of cake.   

We would have done, too - had we known ...

Perhaps  the brilliant sunshine and wonderfully warm weather had something   to do with it but, our monthly group has just four or five regular attendees, today we had people we haven't seen since

 last year.      

A charming  92 year old (who used to run a large and handsome house, which was open to the public several days a week), two women in their 80's and three in their 70's, the remainder were in their 60's   -  we also had three brave men with us, a rare happening.

I think they all had a good time.

The sun was still shining when the meeting broke up.   

No one wanted to leave,  but stayed chatting outside the hall afterwards. 

Eventually I had to bid them farewell to dash home and cook a meal for the grandchildren.

I hope we have a similar turn out next month.

I won't hold my breath though.

    

Later, I took Toby for a good long walk and reluctantly turned for home when it got a little warm for him.    

The verges and field margins are filled with wildflowers, including these pretty orchids, masses of them.

As I walked through the barley fields I was accompanied for much of the way by brilliant turquoise blue damsel flies, it was almost like walking with fairies flitting around me.   Very beautiful.

I couldn't snatch a photograph, so I found this old one of a dragonfly... ugly to some, but look at those wings!

Today is like a completely different season.   Heavy grey skies and very chilly indeed.    

Normal for Lincolnshire.   😞

My little flower fairy reminded me that last year we had made plates of food for the fairies...

could we do it again?

Of course we can!

The idea is to wander around the garden picking tiny flowers and offerings

then she leaves them out for the fairies to enjoy.  

The only rules being that the flowers must be
 small enough to fit onto a leaf
and they must not be
 her father's prize blooms,
my flowers are all fair game.

It won't be long now until midsummer eve,

less than a fortnight.

Fingers crossed for a fine evening because we are attending an open air performance

of  A Midsummer Night's Dream

at the local watermill.

Quite excited to have that on our doorstep.

They have some wonderful ideas for the rest of the summer, too.
Open air screenings of some choice films
being just one of them.
Exciting times for our village!