Saturday

I knew I'd be spending the afternoon in bed/on the sofa so before I left the park this morning I grabbed a shot of these stupid wooden swans that are in the hedge border. I just don't get it. 

I potted out, dead headed and cut the grass round the large circular bed. I felt under pressure today, was being told what to do by a volunteer who is a gardener. I just felt stupid and wished I hadn't gone.