The old garage door

There's something very beautiful about this very well worn door and I have thought before that it deserved to be a blip.

It was another hot day and a great chance to press on with the grass cutting and weeding. Crouched down amongst the plants it was possible to find some shade.

The clegs seem to be out in force. I was bitten several times yesterday. Strange how one never seems to catch them at it. Not like a bee or wasp sting where you could point to the culprit.

Numbers were low at dancing tonight but we did some good ones. A Special Occasion and The Golden Trumpet were my favourites.