… white lilac in the hall, smelling of pure essence of nostalgia … (Diary, 17/5/88)

May 17th Tuesday. Into Chichester to have my eyes tested and see about new glasses; and in to the Shopwyck Nursery on the way home, to get a couple of shrubs and two more of the Busy Lizzies for the garden (courtyard). So hot! Really high summer; and the whole countryside white with may. Have white lilac in the hall, smelling of pure essence of nostalgia.

… it’s sad how many of our favourite haunts look like a Flanders shellhole now … (Diary, 7/5/88)

May 7th Saturday. Warm wind and hazy sunshine. Sultry haze on the downs. Joan & I & the dogs & Muriel out for a long afternoon  to see what if anything was left of Bedham (?) Woods. Pretty awful – especially sad the sight of so many uprooted trees putting out leaf and blossom where they lie, for the last time. The bluebells were lovely, and the Ramsay Ray’s garden had largely escaped – even to the peacocks, and blossom, and was looking lovely. But it’s sad how many of our favourite haunts look like a Flanders shellhole now.

© Anthony Lawton 2012

 

… saw an orange tip butterfly and I think a small tortoiseshell … (Diary, 2/5/88)

Orange Tip butterflyMay 2nd Monday. Geraldine looked in for tea, and was able to get her advice about lowering trees and the bare corner behind the dogs’ gates. Saw an orange tip butterfly and I think a small tortoiseshell.

© Anthony Lawton 2012