Beginning this year's collection.

Each year I collect piles of stones and shells while out on walks. They end up everywhere on the decking. As we're technically within spitting distance of the beach and they all eventually go back I'm not infringing any of the" don't you dare pick up any single bit of nature incase you change the timeline of the universe and cause the death of millions , laws". Warm intermittently sunny day doing absolutely NOTHING. Haven't even read a book. Walked the mutt who was just beside himself with joy at the prospect of chasing and ripping apart the one single sheep which had escaped onto the beach. We very responsibly prevented this act of criminality. Sheep/ squirrels it's a close call. Will stir myself sufficiently to cook some risotto after the rugby. Maybe!