The Snoozer

I've got tennis elbow. Not from watching Wimbledon. No. I've got it from constantly flinging the hose about the garden!

I've been rewarded for my suffering, though. The dahlias are flourishing! I've half a mind to enter the local dahlia competition. (I'm afraid that might lead to joining the local lawn bowling league, though).

I snapped a few hundred frames off tonight, in the dark. Trust me, they're gorgeous, but I'm quite sure the only thing remotely interesting to anyone else is the fact that a bee appears to have nodded of on one of them! Ten o'clock at night and there he is, splayed out across the bud!

"No. No, he's not dead, he's resting!"