Dear Dave in the geraniums, he died last year and said we wouldn't get another cat. We have been offered a part Maine Coon male cat, but are dithering as only we can do, whether to take him or not.
it's glory, early one summer's morning. I walk there more often now that have Thursdays off.
My photography has shown no real improvement, but it amuses me. I have got myself in mud, sludge and swamp, trying to get the perfect photo.
Baking is not so much of a joy, since the "men" of the house seem to hoover everything up, and AJ doesn't live at home anymore. I made crackers on Thursday night, a trial in economy, don't bother, it might have worked out cheaper, if they hadn't been eaten by Friday night.
I have got myself under way, my sister has re-started her blog on Wordpress, she is Tessacontessa, it is a foodie blog, as I have said before she is a brilliant cook, even I am looking forward to her next post. Not sure I'm keen on what she does with figs, but I'm sure it'll be interesting. Babs.