This morning I enjoyed the gift of waking up without an alarm clock.
Having no particular place to go and no arms length list of things to accomplish, I started the day drinking coffee in the garden.
I was greeted by birdsong as I opened the slider so that Emily and I could go outside.
The pond is covered in lily pads and waterlilies in white, yellow and pink decorate it's surface. The frog that serenades me to sleep each night was perched on one of the pads.
Dragonflies darted around the waters surface as the fish swam leisurely in laps.
The butterfly bush nearby is in bloom, Rugosa roses are full of pink blossoms, and blue and pink morning glories bared their faces to the sun.
Every time the breeze picked up I caught the sweet scent of the honeysuckle growing over the moon gate.
It's officially summertime in the garden. I can't think of a nicer place to be.