Preoccupations

Again, my day has been filled with the normal preoccupations. Sea swimming (we managed around 1km this morning in 45 minutes which is pretty good and augurs well for the Kessock swim), garden and reading. I'm reading about gardens. Or about gardeners, at least. It makes sense to do it in the garden.

Mr A isn't feeling too good in a rather unspecified way, so he was very happy to stay here, in fact he insisted on so doing, I was happy enough to oblige. I popped down to the supermarket to get some bits for supper, which I prepared, as well as milk for our breakfast cereal. And then I sat out for about an hour getting rather warm. It was exceedingly hot in our sun trap back garden, and I had to take my trousers off! Luckily we are not overlooked.

These flowers are all in the back garden.