Cock pheasant

Raked up the grass from the at least seven-inch-long lawn I mowed yesterday, pruned and weeded.  T collected my prescription and had a cup of tea, well spaced, in the garden.  A, my neighbour, had made some scones and had left a few out for me on the step (they are both also self-isolating) so this was an added welcome treat, eaten with butter, passion fruit curd and some Greek yoghurt I had in the fridge.

A couple of jigsaw puzzles arrived in the post - these are for the future when I might get bored with my own company!

Skyped Baby I at home across the fields.  It is so difficult trying to explain to a toddler why she can't see her gran but she seemed quite happy with the on-line contact.