Digging for dirt.

Went to the library, again, to collect yet another book, then to the farm shop, for some eggs. They have a lovely craft shop alongside, ( where I bought my cushions) and I always like to have a look. We back home just in time for lunch, and then the heavens opened. My washing was on the line, but I had to leave it get soaked through, and then when the rain had stopped, rinse it and spin it again. Don't you just love flaming June?