Thursday

I was disturbed by last night's storm but turned over and went back to sleep.

Clive got up to watch and I seemed to have missed something spectacular.

This morning's walk was in drizzle and my hair has gone mad! 

The strawberry plants are in flower and look very pretty. Now I've moved them from the front, where we had amazing crops, to the back garden, the wildlife eats the fruit before we get the chance. 

Perhaps there shall be plenty for all this year.

It's very damp but very beautiful too. Mustn't grumble.