A couple of nights ago, accompanying spinach and ricotta ravioli, was a salad of lettuce leaves from the garden, topped generously with an assortment of chopped/torn herbs, also from the garden: parsley, sage, rosemary, thyme (tra-la!), ordinary basil and lime basil, rosemary and oregano. The greens were sweet and tender, so very fresh, their combined aroma adding to the taste. The herbs smelled so very good, complex, interesting, simple, inviting. Aaaaah.
No tomatoes, yet: but the promise of them. The tomato plants, put in about five weeks ago (various cherry tomato varieties) are leaping skyward - I had to buy taller stakes. There are flowers on them, and so soon there will be fruit. I do love the slightly odd scent of tomato leaves and plants.
...in five weeks. Look at those tall tomato plants on the right! The white petunias planted throughout are too many to count, the dahlias are almost flowering and nothing has failed/died. The last few days have been heatwave conditions, over 40degC two days in a row, nearly so today and the same again tomorrow, so watering is part of the daily schedule while it's so hot. (The worst of such temperatures is when it doesn't cool down at night - it's hard to sleep when it's still 30degC because it's hot outside and the house hasn't cooled).
Now where are those gardening books I shelved in the study some years ago?!