Between the Showers

That sort of weather.   Lots of visitors tonight, more tomorrow. We had a stroll down by the lake.  Some complaining from the younger contingent, spurred on by the promise of ice cream at the end.  No jaffa cake ice cream left, outrageous!

The farmer was checking out how things were in the nursery.

Earlier we had topped up the wine supplies with Sam at Black Hand Wine. It looks like he's rubbing his hands in glee as my brother gets his card out. He's a lovely bloke really.