This Weim...

...still thinks he’s a cat at points!

Doing a wee bit of channel hopping this afternoon and came up Dr Zhivago...so that put an end to the washing being folded. A favourite movie of my Dad’s. The Weim plunked himself in various positions between different family members while we watched.

Our Church building reopened this morning and it was nice to be worshipping again in the building. A very different experience but there is a familiarity and peace for me within that building that transcended the weirdness of face coverings and socially distant seating necessary for these times. Grateful for that time this morning.

And it was another bike day for the Fangle.

A nice wee Sunday.