An afternoon on the tiles

You can guarantee that as soon as I venture out into the garden, Sky will appear. In fact she will usually give me a telling off for not letting her know my intentions, especially if I haven't left the backdoor open and she has to use the catflap. She will then potter about in the vicinity of my gardening efforts until I go back in, when she will do so too.

Today Mr Flossmo assembled  a pop-up greenhouse that I bought a few weeks ago whilst I carried on with moss-raking and leaf sweeping. Sky sat on the roof keeping an eye on both of us. The greenhouse is now done and sitting in a nice sunny, sheltered spot on our deck waiting for some plantings.