THE GARDEN:

This blip belies the ghastly day we're experiencing; it is grey & overcast with a howling wind. But the hills remain constant; they keep changing colour, no matter what the weather & I never get tired of looking at them. You can never be lonely when you're surrounded by hills.
The lawn looks very scruffy. My poor John Deere has been carted off to hospital & is awaiting a clearance. It's a bit like Blip & in need of resuscitation !