The lavender is coming to its end now, but the scent is still heavenly. The colour of the flowers at their best was the same as the shawl's darker blue.
I've been able to do quite a bit of knitting as it's way too hot to work. We're still waiting for the promised storm to clear the muggy air. Sunday's walk was too much for Ronnie; the heat made him sick. This morning, we walked very early in the shade of the trees on the Common with a few of the terrier gang.