Another Dawn Another Day

Sometimes I never see Dawn, sometimes I see her a lot.

Now do I drive to the garden centre and get some more Nyjer seeds? or do I have a go at sanding my twin wooden chair with my new Mouse? I'd like to do both but as I said to my neighbour, Life used to be like one of those giant mars bars, now it's fun size bites. I think I might get the sander out, I can make it a sitting job and the seeds can wait until tomorrow.