Today was the school sports day, so we spent the best part of the day on a large expanse of closely cropped grass; sitting, lying, running, jumping, hopping and dropping eggs off spoons.

It got me thinking of grass and the fact that I haven't cut the lawn since the beginning of June. I didn't set out to do this with any kind of re-wilding exercise, or even to leave it during this "wild" month. It's more down to time constraints and a little laziness, but its amazing how many things grow there, that are not in fact grass - although I am unsure what really constitutes a grass.

Emma and I crawled around taking some pictures to create this green patchwork. Perhaps what is most surprising is, despite the variety of plants, how little they have actually grown during what seems to have been an unusually warm and dry month.