Cats curfew

10 pm is cat's bedtime in our house, which they take with surprisingly good grace. Mind you those stairs look mighty tall from this perspective ... particularly if, like Scout, you only have three legs.

Funny day; feels very odd at work at the moment. A sense of imminent change that you don't know whether to trust or not. Like a storm that might hit you or blow over.

But had a great time in the garden listening to the radio whilst weeding tonight. Ah, simple pleasures ...