Crepuscular filigree

Long tiring day after virtually no sleep but everything nicely resolved; would be an evening for too many glasses of wine if it weren't for the fact that tomorrow I plant the year's potatoes for the ex-in-laws of a certain Cayen!

Ah, the rights and obligations of advanced twenty-first century relationships!

View from our back terrace and, yes, I know I use the word 'crepuscular' too often.