When I bounced out of bed this morning to feed the hungry, mewing Barleycorn cats, I opened the back door and saw the wind making waves across the pale, golden barley in the adjacent field.
The front of the house faces east, however, where the sun was shining brightly, beckoning me to come out and play, instead of beginning the day by 'blitzing' the house and occupying myself with other boring minutia of life which gets done on a 'needs must' basis when the gardening season is here. Monster agreed and hid in the Barleycorn jungle of plants.
The cats all followed me, though Titch was last as he is always the hungriest and feels the need to empty his bowl just in case there's a famine.
Taz decided to stretch out on the warm paving, thus showing me that housework can wait when there are important things like a spot of sunbathing to catch up on.
Jaffa looked for a spot of semi-shade, with the rising sun on his back.
Cookie settled near the shade of the poppies and daisies.
In the cool of the early evening, I went around the side of the house to gather the first of the Barleycorn strawberry harvest.
The music accompanying the little video below is Grieg's 'Morning' from Peer Gynt Suite No 1.
Further photographs of what's happening at Barleycorn are, as always, on my photo blog. Click here