Loving the borage

The bees are loving the borage. The flowers are so lovely but they are hard to blip as they hang their heads down.

The day started early when Willis wanted breakfast at 6:30. That was the time when I used to leave the house to get the train. I can’t go back to commuting.

I hung out the washing today. It’s very relaxing concentrating on pegging the things up.

And my son got through the first stage of an interview for a new job. I’m very proud of him.