Sunset

Another day of hard work in the garden, with the odd break to eat or for Firstborn and me to make some 'business' cards for his new band's first gig next weekend.
(I don't expect many blippers to have acquired a taste for beatbox but if you are involved in music do at least admire their precision timing.)

We were beset by all sorts of problems such as mysterious lines appearing on the document between creating it in my publishing programme and exporting it to pdf, then the ink not drying so smudging. I did once earn my living as a graphic designer so I was extremely frustrated when such basic things went wrong. He was very forgiving.

After my garden helpers had gone home I was so enthused that I continued on my own until light stopped work.