Not four candles...

Just three forks.

Yesterday D found just the right fork to replace its very reliable predecessor which lost a prong last summer. We ordered it and it arrived this morning. Very speedy!

The third fork is delightful, I think. Purely decorative. And that little robin on the handle doesn’t fly away. Two others are waiting for birthdays and will be given as gifts.

After a strenuous Pilates session, I began clearing the bottom of the garden of surplus flower pots and seed and plug trays while D gave the lawn a good raking to remove debris and used the roller to flatten the lawn after the winter rains.