Slow

Hubby had a senior tenpin bowling tournament today which meant an early rise to get me to work, meet his friend whose turn it was to drive and head off to Chesterfield for the day.
It was a slow day for me at the cabin and I missed my right hand man (hubby).
A few jobs when I got home then wait for K to let me know time he would be home for dinner which was a quick pasta dinner.
When hubby went out to the shed this evening he thought there was a stone on the lawn but it was a snail making his slow way across. As light disappeared from the garden we could still see him, he had about another foot to go to the safety of the bushes.