Another day, another iris

This time the black iris - though it is more a deep purple.

Jake arrived just as I was finishing the Cooriedog walk.  Jake is my supplier of logs and he duly dumped 4 tonnes of logs near the wood store.  So the rest of my day was dominated with stacking them which is tiring, lengthy but satisfying experience.  I had planned other things.......

We now have both stores full of logs.  It means that whoever emerges as our new prime minister, we shall be warm whatever the cold wind they blow upon us.  I might find the election comical if it weren't so serious.  But then that's the state of British politics.