Our weekends in Norfolk seem to be dominated by traditions and rituals from start to finish, I love it. We always arrive early evening on a Friday and the first thing we do is dump our bags and walk over to the fish and chip shop to pick up our supper. This weekend we did plenty of walking, ate lots of ice cream and enjoyed a bottle or two of wine. I also managed to fit in some crochet and a bit of reading.
We left the house in a bit of a rush on Friday evening and I forgot my camera - was so annoyed with myself. I always forget my camera when we go on little holidays. So I'm sorry for the lack of seaside pics - I'll take a few next time.
We got home and had a cup of tea in the garden and I noticed there is a little more colour than there was on Friday.
The clematis along the side of the house is starting to flower up:
I love it; it looks so wild and pretty to me.
You don't notice it this clearly 'in real life' but in the photo above you can see that the area near the window used to be a door. There are a few doorways in our house that have been bricked over - it was two very small cottages once that have been knocked into one. I think it's kind of quirky.
We've got another clematis which grows over this pergola into the back garden but that seems to flower much later - late August/early September. Here's a photo of it right now; not at all pretty but starting to green up. It looks beautiful in full bloom; the flowers are white.