I’m in clover, in ecstasy. What do we mean, I’m in clover? What does the expression evoke? Down to earth, a pasture of red or white clover extracts nitrogen from the air and saves a farmer buying so much fertiliser. Clover-rich. Am I turning that swooning clover sensation into hard cash? There a song – roll me over in the clover. It’s an easy rhyme for a seductive song , but why clover? The writer could have been thinking of the goodly fragrance of the flower, but goodness -I doubt it.
Last summer was a scorcher and by late July the flora looked burnt and frazzled. This summer sees unsettled weather, with wind and rain, and the flowers are wonderful although it’s a poor summer for butterflies. Not a single six-spot burnet moth to be seen! A couple of years ago they were everywhere.