There are few things lovelier than walking through a field of ripening wheat. So here, for a taste of English summer - drum-role - I give you a view of the Hampshire countryside.
While weaving my way through the bosky lanes, I spotted something I hadn't seen for years....a peacock butterfly. Terrible to think I used to capture them and then put them in a jam-jar. Which was probably why this one kept flitting away - informed by the spirit of some long-lost relative.
Eventually, I managed to take a picture from a distance - which I didn't think was too bad for an iPhone. Isn't it pretty?