Windblown

Up early even for a term time Sunday. Bailey and I were up and walked by half seven and I worked through a pile of books; a chocka inbox and an assembly to be delivered four times this week. Done by a late lunch and the grass cut after it. All with Bailey's supervision of course. 

And later on this afternoon, the bestest friend and I ran the furthest I've been, heading down the back lane on our return. It was a bit of a windy one as evidenced by the breeze-blown crop. Series 3 of Poldark tonight - definitely worth a late-for-a-Sunday night.