Garden Day

It was a cooler day of no more than 24°C, so I reduced the shaggy mini-meadow in our back garden to a slightly less shaggy lawn, flattening two astonishingly large anthills in the process. Trying to grow a wildflower patch in the garden isn’t as easy as you would think - we didn’t get many flowers, but an enormous amount of biomass, and the compost bin is now full to the brim. 
While at work, I saw the peacock butterfly on the buddleja. The photo isn’t as sharp as I thought, but it’s the only picture I took today. 

Later, I went shopping and delivered a big box of groceries to my mother‘s house, had coffee with the ladies, and went home to feed the cats while P was out looking after donkeys.

Tonight we will open a bottle of Sekt (the German version of champagne), to celebrate the life of Moot, P‘s first cat, who moved to Germany with him. Moot died five years ago today, and we will always miss him.