Buzzing On Opium

We received a generous amount of rain overnight and light drizzle during the morning of a generally overcast day.

Jackie continued her work on clearing beds while

I carried clippings and other refuse to the compost bins before a lengthy training session for what Andrew Petcher has termed the Dead-heading Olympics.

Nugget visited me briefly, but otherwise preferred the company of the Head Gardener and her filled trug from which he plucked provender to provide for his latest brood of offspring. The poor little chap was looking very sodden as he ignored the rain for the greater good.

In this image you can find “Where’s Nugget?” (87)

For one brief period before lunch clematis Madame Julia Correvon smiled in the sunshine while sparkling raindrops caused roses, hemerocallises and others to gladly glisten;

a veritable hive of bees clambered over each other buzzing on opium.

This evening we dined on roast chicken; crisp roast potatoes; crunchy carrots and cauliflower; and tender spring greens with green beans, with which Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the Malbec.

Published by derrickjknight

I am a septuagenarian enjoying rambling physically and photographing what I see, and rambling in my head as memories are triggered. I also ramble through a lifetime's photographs

76 thoughts on “Buzzing On Opium

  1. Nothing like having a bunch of ‘stoned’ bees buzzing around the garden, eh Derrick? Nugget knows how to save his energy, just wait for you and Jackie to collect material for a new nest!! None of that bill-breaking tearing a twig off of a tree for him!!

  2. I can see you get the perfect job for walking. Have you considered wearing a step counter when you walk back and forth? It would be interesting to see how far you actually walk. ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. Raindrops on roses and stoned-bees a’buzzing
    Jackie is gardening and Derrick is helping
    Nugget is visiting whilst drying his wings
    These are a few of my favorite things… ๐Ÿ™‚

    Glad you two are buzzing, but not in the same way the bees are! ๐Ÿ˜ฎ ๐Ÿ˜€

    Love the photos of Nugget! ๐Ÿ™‚

    Don’t we have so much to be thankful for?!?! I think so!
    HUGS!!! ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. Poppies are my favourite flower, yours are very lovely.

    Tell the Chief chef I heartily approve of your dinner. By the way, do you ever do the cooking?

    1. Only very occasionally now, although I do sometimes prepare the veg. When Jackie was still working I did it all, but she is so much better ๐Ÿ™‚ Thanks very much, Yvonne.

  5. The title of the post is reminiscent of Coleridge. Indeed, the bees are going to be very drunk on those poppies. I, for the moment, would remain content with visual toasts. What is that wooden shed to the left of the path?

    1. Andrew, With little else on TV last night, I meant to watch Gardeners World – I just love Monty Don and those dogs, but I forgot and ended up with a very old Midsummer Murder. Perhaps I should download it.

      1. Derrick, I am with you. I never watch anything with adverts, I always record. Son Joss manages to download without adverts, not sure how he does that! I will download Gardener’s world today. TV is so naff at the moment, the BBC seems to have taken the afternoon programs I never watch and slotted them into the evening!

  6. I love those poppies and the idea of bees getting high. The ones buzzing around my flower pots at full speed certainly look as though they’re on something!
    Nugget is looking well.

  7. Readers are blessed Nugget likes to have his photo taken. He is such a handsome, sweet bird, and a hard worker, providing for his family. He brightens my morning. ๐Ÿ™‚

    The beauty of flowers is enhanced by little rain bejeweling them. When the sun emerges, what spectacular display!

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