BATH TIME

Blackbird.

It started very cool and cloudy but by the afternoon we were roasting under azure skies and a big shiny sun. This is the life. After 44 years incarcerated in an office I am finally getting the hang of it. If it's sunny sit out, read, sew, garden, go birding. If it's dull clean the house, iron, whatever. My memories of the last 44 years was that it was sunny Monday through till Friday, then it rained. If a rare bird turned up it was on a Monday and it had flown by Friday. 

Now, who cares? I am at last (almost 2 years later) getting used to this retirement lark. Whoopee!