A grand day out with friends.
We took lunch in the kichen garden because the weather permitted and ogled the magnificence of the pigeon-proof pea trellis and silver beech bean wigwams. We bemoaned our meagre lot of not possessing wooded land to coppice. Oh envy!
Stiles and...
... buttercup meadows, but alas no maids-a-milking.
We gaped at the wonders of Petersham Nurseries...
... and gawped at the gingerbread-work bedecking the Royal Rowbarge Gloriana.
The Heron goggled the passersby, waiting for its sardine dinner.
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