One of the best things ever is just lying on some green grass on a summery day, closing your eyes and listening to the world in miniature.
I was in my dad’s garden today and it was lovely. Sunny but not too hot, and so peaceful. Bees buzzing, birds singing, the distant hum of a lawnmower, strains of muffled laughter.
I tried to take some pictures of the bees, the coconeaster in particular was absolutely hoaching with them. They’re hard to photograph though, on account of all the flying about.