Don't worry, bee happy

CleanSteve has set up a potting station in the garden. I saw this bee on the cosmos (the plant, not the universe) and whipped out my camera, but the exposure comp was wrong, and by the time I'd got it sorted, the bee was ready to lead me a merry dance! I have kept this shot, because the flowers were so pink and I liked the bud, even though the bee is blurry!

So Steve is potting and gardening on a grand scale, and I am attempting to reorganise my study, which is a bit like simultaneously cleaning and moving the British library and a Salvation Army jumble sale. One of the books I started to read about life writing says that (duh!) a writer needs a space of his/her own. I thought that was my iPad, but on reflection, it would be better to sort out my study anyway, as I've been avoiding it, because it got so messy! I have to move an entire filing cabinet, but don't have any transit containers, and that is just part of the job.
But I am well into the removals now, so there is no going back, even if I wanted to.

Thanks for all the kind comments, I am going to try and catch up on your journals soon. Maybe tomorrow if there is a wifi cafe in the town where I'll be waiting to see a client.