Everything is in blossom, even my apricot tree that's never borne fruit since I moved here. There's a balminess in the air, there's an excited anctipation of long days and an endless summer, as one can only experience here. And, of course, my favourite scent of all - the smell of freshly wet African soil that's baked all day in the sun.
My lettuce, spinach and cabbage plants are thriving despite being ravaged from an unexpected quarter - I have never seen so many lady birds! Even though they're ravenous, I welcome these good omens - there's always been more than enough for us all; there always will be. (My cup runneth over and over.)
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