Following a night of battering rain I found the garden surprisingly charming to work in. My hens have stopped laying eggs in preference for moutling. They look very odd without tails.
I spent a couple of hours with Mum this afternoon. She was in a fine mood and rather chatty. I found out that I had a great aunt called Hepzibah. What a great name. I came home needing tea, copious amounts of tea.
Cardigan Shopping
Pen and Watercolour
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