A horse

This horse is outside the door at the nearest large garden centre, and I've snapped it several times, but it's always been beaten to Blip by something else.

We returned to the Garden centre to lash out some money on a wooden swing seat.  We liked it when we went to buy bamboos, but the only one in stock was already reserved.  The helpful assistant found more at the wholesaler, but inevitably it has gone up in price - quite significantly.  But we decided that "it's only money" and if we liked it, we should just buy it.  

So today we paid, and it will be delivered in a few days.

Later we took a trip to the local village of Ballinaboola (name repeated for Hildasrose, who commented on such a great word - Google tells me it derives from Baile na Buaile -which means townland or homestead for cattle fold or summer pasture) to get our hair cuts.

It's been another lovely day and we are enjoying having the patio door open now that our neighbour has finished cutting his grass accompanied by his VERY yappy dog.

W is cooking roast potatoes and veggies, to serve with veggie sausages - smells good.