Moist

After a check up at the GP, D got me to pop down to the allotment with him in the drizzly rain. After a wee sit down in the shed, while he picked apples, we both pottered about on one of the drier paths. It's very much the end of the season - a few Autumn raspberries, lots of wet weeds and overblown plants, full water butts etc. It was good get some fresh air.

This isn't our plot. Think the gate in the extra must be from a defunct playhouse.