You put your right leg in

We had a fascinating talk at camera club by a guy called Gary Nicholls on "Reality is for people without imagination".  He's one of the Steampunk community.  Check him out, he's an artist rather than a photographer and spends as much as six hundred hours creating some of the images, but they do sell for thousands.

JJ tutors a family history class on alternate Wednesday's, which left me free to go to the garden centre for a mooch on my own.  I came away with a jigsaw puzzle, two birthday cards, a floppy brown grass for a small planter in the front garden and some violas to go around the outside of it.

This afternoon I've planted the items I bought and then did a bit of trimming back the perennial geraniums.  There are some serious ant mounds in the border so I think the whole thing needs emptying out and starting again.  That'll be a big job, and we'll need a few bags of small gravel to finish it off.

On my way to the garden centre I saw the cows were still out in the field by the river and I quite liked this one with the wavy perm.