I felt like I had a good balance this year of spending time with my sweetheart and time to myself. Yesterday was Beltane proper. My sweetheart and I spent some time poking around the local markets before heading off to a movie. We took a lovely walk at dusk and had a good heart to heart.

Today I spent the morning rereading an old favourite of mine and spent some time in the afternoon doing some contemplating. It was lovely.

The roses in the neighbourhood are spectactular at the moment. A friend of mine brought me a huge bunch from her garden the other day and they are currently decorating my desk. They’re a little past their prime now, but when they first arrived they looked like a wedding bouquet. My study smells glorious.

The weather has been quite hot. I can certainly see why the Celts thought of Beltane as the first day of summer—it certainly feels like it here. The wonderful greenery around here is starting to turn brown, though the lawn is still going berserk. It’s such a contrast to last Beltane, which was overcast and cool.