Daisies. Lots of them in the grass of the front yard at home, with the olive trees sitting happily amongst them, surrounded by rings of rosemary and nigella. We’ve actually just done one of our infrequent mowings of the grove behind the house, but these are too pretty to touch just yet.

We’ve driven a lovely bulk order of our oil down to a restaurant in Rome, sent another order off to The Netherlands, run a new set of ads, and planted potatoes and two trays of pretty little Lippia nodiflora flowers. Yes, our days like this at the moment