1. All across the common, ponds and ditches are full from last night's rain. Everything green is washed, the dust is laid and the earth steams in the sun rays falling between the branches.
2. The first few blackberries -- the ones on the end of the clusters -- are ready to pick and eat. I like this early time: there are so few ripe that there is no obligation to pick enough for a crumble.
3. I stop to see the chamomile on the lower cricket pitch. The white daisy stars are welcome now that Bellis perennis has finished for the year.
