Not quite sunset

A bit of a rest day today which was quite nice. Yoga more interesting than usual with the fire alarm going off just after we had started. This turned out to be a bonus because I met SG, a former colleague from ages back, at the muster station. I was glad not to have been in the pool.
Later L and the baby called round and we enjoyed hearing about Liv’s first trip away in the camper van. It was clearly a success, and they are planning another in a couple of weeks. Islay dog didn’t fare quite so well, plagued by deer and sheep ticks.
It’s now approaching nine o’clock and mainly on account of watching Wimbledon I realise I am without a blip. The last of the sun’s rays will have to suffice.