Ironing marathon

First day home, I planned to spend some time in the garden - but of course that was optimistic.  Have we had summer now?

Instead, I tackled the ironing mountain - W says he was glad to see me home, as he had run out of his long sleeved polo shirts.

It did briefly stop raining in the late afternoon, and I ventured out with the camera, only to catch the next shower on the pond.  I see (far right of the extra) that the bogbean plant I blipped yesterday is already past it's best - I'm glad I got a photo when I could.