Water butt, Spring bulbs and garden.

The Feast Day of Saint Conrad. 1290 AD. He embraced poverty like St. Francis after a spiritual crisis and enlightening life change.
It is nearly 2:30pm and the temperature is 8c. It feels colder in the wind.
After doing our Monday laundry, walking for fitness and topping up the bird food, I had some lunch and
decided to continue knitting a scarf, while partly listening to an old episode of Monarch of the Glen.
It is grey and overcast but the magpies, pigeons and starlings have eaten their bird food enthusiastically.The lawn remains saturated by the recent weeks of rainwater and is hazardous to walk on.
Thank you for dropping by and have a good Monday blip friends.