A fine crop of chives

A Sunday morning pleasure. Snipping chives, then making scrambled eggs with a little cheese and chives. Wish I'd done that this morning. Instead, ate a bowl of cereal then rushed around all over the place on a stream of errands. Lunch was far too late and only after having a hypo - a blood sugar low - which is most unpleasant, but a peril of having medication changed.

Dear daughter continued her preparations for camp, and we had a procession of garden landscape guys to look at creating a new front path and hopefully give us some decent estimates.