There’s gold in our garden

My morning walk with Bertie was a bad choice because he came home with lots of livestock (ticks) hiding in his very furry coat and we have been picking them off him all day.
I really don’t know where today went but it has just about disappeared. A bit of gardening, a bit of housework, a lengthy meeting planning the Easter at the Orchard event and a bit of Blip, plus lots of little things not worth mentioning but they still take time. That was my day. Night, night.