And a picnic

Oh what fun we had. Honestly, I’m so organised. And that’s not a passive thing, no. I mean I’ve been organised. Not in a past tense sense, but in an active third person way.
And what a lovely day; my little helper took one look at the cabin and headed home to wash everything thing she could lay hands on which was removable. Honestly, if I could sing, I know whose praises would be the subject of my refrain. Or is that object?
And closing up the washboards and heading back home, there was enough heat in the late afternoon sun to sit out and read awhile.
And much later, the regular session was graced by the appearance of young MrMcC (as well as the elder) and whit fine chats were had. The Nederlands are all booked too. Roll on summer!