It's surprisingly peaceful in the garden at the moment. I occasionally hear people mowing their lawns and more often hear people chatting. But a lot of the time, it's just me and the twittering of the birds and the humming of the bees. The garden seems to have become a haven for wildlife. I didn't entirely do this on purpose. I've been desperately trying and failing to attract a frog with my pond, but the rest has been more a side effect than intent.
I can only assume that the flowering vegetables and cottage-garden plants I tend to grow plus my daisy-filled lawn have been attracting bees and my attempts to be organic and not use pesticides have attracted other insects, which have in turn attracted birds - possibly together with the huge number of worms that live in the garden. A small flock of sparrows has moved into next door's lilac tree and regularly descend into my garden for a dirt bath in the empty and currently rather dry vegetable beds. They've become so fearless that they're even happy to come into the garden while I'm there, providing I'm still and quiet:
Pigeons are a frequent visitor (especially when there are brassicas available for pecking) and we also get visits from a pair of blackbirds, the skinny robin and his rival the other robin, magpies and crows. Ducks and geese fly overhead quacking and honking, but never land.
In sunny weather the garden is constantly humming with bees. They currently like the flowers on my kale and a rocket that happened to seed itself into this year's brassica bed, which I have left for the seeds. We're also visited by occasional butterflies and moths. One of them even stayed still long enough for a close-up:
So I've been lying in the shade, listening to the sounds of nature, reading my book and taking time out to stare up into the sky and admire the passing clouds.
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