Wild garlic

Had a lovely dog walk with Wendywoo on a gorgeous sunny day and further investigated the new source of wild garlic I had spotted earlier in the week.  It meant crossing a small stream but the wellies were up to it.

It's all in flower now and the pungent smell is magnificently heady.  The leaves are past their tender best to use either in salads or as a chopped garnish but are still ok if cooked in a stew or a bit of cream as long as you go for the fresher, younger leaves.

I took a few photos on the walk as everything is starting to look so pretty at the moment.  They're over there ----> if you fancy a peek.  There's nothing better than a bit of sunshine to bring out the best of the countryside.  I love our green and pleasant land!

On the way round we bumped in Wendywoo's brother and his wife, Joe and Lisa, walking their dog, Ruby.  It was commiserations for poor heads all round (except for the Rock Chick who drove) as we had been with them at a 50th birthday party last night.

Now it's time to hang the washing out, pop to the shops and do a few bits in the garden while Wendywoo visits her mum.  She left clutching half a dozen of the girls' most recent labours to leave for the smiling rellies when they do their visit later.