Don’t threaten me

I managed a bit of cutting back this morning whilst JJ cleaned a few windows.  The chap who does them has been receiving cancer treatment  and his son is struggling to meet demand and we haven’t seen him since April.

The rain soon drove us indoors and hasn’t stopped.

I’m juggling my tablets every two hours and when they kick in I feel reasonably ok, although the penicillin is knocking me out.

When I came downstairs this morning there was a woodpecker on the lawn under the lounge window, extra, but I loved the interaction between the baby wren and baby dunnock on the fence.  They never got any closer and didn’t seem to know what the other was.  The sparrowhawk has also been in.